head Every now and then I find myself wondering about you baby Seems now and again I can't escape the thought of all that might have been Every now and then
(Chorus) Every now and then I find myself wondering about you baby Seems now and again I can't escape the thought of all that might have been Every now and then
Превод: Земята на огъня и вятъра. От време на време.
head (Chorus) Every now and then I find myself wondering about you baby Seems now and again I can't escape the thought of all that might have been Every now and then
haunt your back And sometimes I feel so flat Then like some rare eagle on the wind Well it turns and life comes bursting in And the earth you thought
And sometimes I feel so flat Then like some rare eagle on the wind Well it turns and life comes bursting in And the
the streets Bumpin' R and B And I got to leave On the 23's And I do it When my earth and the wind smoke a fire Let me get your sheets wet listening
'ma call 'em "The Spinners" Call 'em "Earth, Wind & Fire", put you beneath the earth, wind and fire Feel the fire that burnt Richard Pryor I'm keepin two guns, I named 'em Romeo and
&B and I got to leave something to the 23's? And I do it (Well, well, well, well, well) When my earth and the wind smoke a fire Let me when get your sheets
'ma bust through ya curtain Encore, you're not sure, I'm certain Wait, make sure the mic workin' Make cake, sorta like Earth Wind and Fire The rap vampire
dippin' through the streets Bumpin' R&B and I got to leave on the 23's and I do it When my earth and the wind smoke a fire Let me get your sheets wet
now with distant Speechless voices and caught by a wind I drift away and nothing calls me to stay I am riding the wind that has no name The fire that
death, I'm a rebel My poetry's deep, I never fell Nas is like half man, half amazing No doubt Nas is like earth, wind and fire, rims and tires Bulletproof
Every now and then I like to pick up the phone And make a call down memory lane Well how you been? Well, baby you could say I've been lonely too I've
jury quiet and now the riots perform While satanic man, now hangin' his dawn I swing on you fake radio personalities And boost your ratings with hypes behind casualties Fire
