Un vers sau o strofa dintr-o mel care iti place mult ! ! !

Ce e cu tine de iti bati joc de mine
Oare nu le convine ca stai prea mult langa mine
Te iei dupa ei si nu e bine asa
Te las cu bine , ramai cu familia ta

Nu ma aresta dumnule politist
Nu ma duce la tribunal ca e trist
N-am facut aproape nimic ilegal
Si cu bani scapi de puscarie intr-un final

Where it was dark now there's light
Where there was pain now there's joy
Where there was weakness, I found my strength
All in the eyes of a boy
Hush, love
I see a light in the sky
Oh, it's almost blinding me
I can't believe
I've been touched by an angel with love
Let the rain come down and wash away my tears
Let it fill my soul and drown my fears
Let it shatter the walls for a new, new sun
A new day has...come

Ea e Roxana
O stie tot liceul
Nu prea da pe la ore
Fiindca prefera wc`ul

Said, said, said I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
And then Georgie would make the fire light
Log wood burnin' through the night
Then we would cook corn meal porridge
Of which I'll share with you

It was those 3 words that saved my life.
Its wasnt complicated wasn't pre-meditated.
It wasn't under-rated boy i'm so glad you stayed and..
It was those 3 words that saved my life.
It wasnt complicated wasn't pre-meditated.
To you i'm dedicated.
Lets go ahead and say it...

Era mai bine inainte acum totu-i prea fals
Nu se baga in vena, nu se tragea pe nas
Nu vorbeai prin tastatura si mouse
Si discoteca nu insemna numai house .

Here is your wine,
And your drunken fall;
And here is your love.
Your love for it all.

When I was thirteen, I had my first love.
There was nobody compared to my baby.
And no one came between us,
No one could ever come above.
She had me goin' crazy,
Oh, I was a star-struck.

Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I’m caught
Your skin, so wet
Black lace, on sweat....

Untill the sun comes up
The music won't stop
You kiss me with your smile
Your lovely smile

Untill the sun comes up
The music won't stop
You give me butterflies
With your lovely smile

You are the ink to my paper
What my pen is to my my pad
The moral, the very fiber
The whole substance to my rap
You are my reason for being
The meaning of my existence .