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Post by Gilberto on Jan 6, 2018 19:54:30 GMT 1
I confirm
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Post by Joseph on Jan 6, 2018 21:30:35 GMT 1
I'm in
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Post by (inactive) on Jan 6, 2018 21:57:12 GMT 1
I confirm!
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Logan
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Post by Logan on Jan 7, 2018 0:02:32 GMT 1
I confirm
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Post by Matilda on Jan 7, 2018 0:52:24 GMT 1
I confirm!
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Post by Julian on Jan 7, 2018 2:13:05 GMT 1
Togo
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Post by ✨💃 on Jan 7, 2018 9:45:52 GMT 1
MOROCCO
Samira Said "Allez Lmgharba"
[Timeslot: 1:41+]
LET'S GO MOROCCO
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Post by Vaggelis on Jan 7, 2018 9:48:37 GMT 1
Timeslot: 1:35+
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Post by Aless on Jan 7, 2018 11:21:27 GMT 1
GERMANY Namika "Wenn sie kommen"
I really don't know if this song is overused or not, but I do recognize her name and honestly, after reading the lyrics, I was sure I had to send this one.
His day has already begun early, only about an hour's sleep He jumps from the cattle wagon Invisible to them, they come the opposite way A hand in the mandarin carton and then he runs away quickly Tourists are fixed to the corner Without being asked, he polishes the dirt off a man's shoes Only for 4 Dirham In the vacation season business booms here They have brilliant Rolexes in the visor When he takes a look through the window He stalks through the open window Even before anyone hears anything
His breathing is short, over the roofs of the city In these moments he can be a child He shakes the city dust off One eye still awake, all the lights are blurry Both ears open, ready to escape
And he runs when they come Come, come, come, come, come, come [x4]
And they hunt him afterwards, nimble as he is He forces himself through a slot and it breaks in fragments He represses the pain, tries not to scream He limps further, to not get caught, and he ducks The police comes, he uses older people as a shield Until he falls over: blow one, blow two The tourists are shocked, but do nothing Because he harms the city image He is only a street kid, too young for jail He'd (rather) kill himself first And when the moment comes, he runs off
His breathing is short, over the roofs of the city In these moments he can be a child He shakes the city dust off One eye still awake, all the lights are blurry Both ears open, ready to escape And he runs when they come Come, come, come, come, come, come [x4]
[Ali As:] His stomach growls, he waits a moment to breathe He runs into the store for brand watches The sheep (skin) with the black strap, the hard way They pay only the road course for the goods Sad scenes in dusty light To the younger tourists they sell Haze The elders see it in the Audi TT's Or sit in the Ritz for an ostrich fillet And he realizes His dream was blown away in the shimmering air The parents are ill, no helping hand He has to be the man here, because someone must
And he runs when they come Come, come, come, come, come, come [x4]
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Post by martinantidormi on Jan 7, 2018 13:01:49 GMT 1
Te Vaka will representative in Samoa
song is Lakalaka
btw
Opetaia Foa'i is born in Samoa
timeslot : 2:08
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