The Marriage Of Figaro Overture Ringtones

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And the meek shall inherit the earth We've taken care of everything The words you read, the songs you sing The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes It's one for all and all for one We work together, common sons Never need to wonder how or why We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx Our great computers fill the hallowed halls We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx All the gifts of life are held within our walls Look around at this world we've made Equality, our stock in trade Come and join the Brotherhood of Man Oh, what a nice, contented world Let the banners be unfurled Hold the Red Star proudly high in hand We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx Our great computers fill the hallowed halls We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx All the gifts of life are held within our walls What can this strange device be? When I touch it, it gives forth a sound It's got wires that vibrate and give music What can this thing be that I've found? See how it sings like a sad heart And joyously screams out its pain Sounds that build high like a mountain Or notes that fall gently like rain I can't wait to share this new wonder The people will all see its light Let them all make their own music The Priests praise my name on this night I know it's most unusual To come before you so But I've found an ancient miracle I thought that you should know Listen to my music And hear what it can do There's something here as strong as life I know that it will reach you Yes, we know, it's nothing new It's just a waste of time We have no need for ancient ways The world is doing fine Another toy that helped destroy The elder race of man Forget about your silly whim It doesn't fit the plan, no! I can't believe you're saying These things just can't be true Our world could use this beauty Just think what we might do Listen to my music And hear what it can do There's something here that's as strong as life I know that it will reach you Don't annoy us further! We have our work to do Just think about the average What use have they for you? Another toy that helped destroy The elder race of man Forget about your silly whim It doesn't fit the plan I wandered home through silent streets And fell into a fitful sleep Escape to realms beyond the night Dream, can't you show me the light? I stand atop a spiral stair An oracle confronts me there He leads me on light years away Through astral nights, galactic days I see the works of gifted hands That grace this strange and wondrous land I see the hand of man arise With hungry mind and open eyes They left our planets long ago The elder race still learn and grow Their power grows with purpose strong To claim the home where they belong Home to tear the Temples down Home to change! The sleep is still in my eyes The dream is still in my head I heave a sigh and sadly smile And lie a while in bed I wish that it might come to pass Not fade like all my dreams Just think of what my life might be In a world like I have seen I don't think I can carry on Carry on this cold and empty life Oh no! My spirits are low in the depths of despair My lifeblood spills over Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation We have assumed control We have assumed control We have assumed control

They say this world was created by sound And now we're just songs playing in it Sine waves and frequencies We're just ancient cosmic energy We've all got our special moves As we're dancing to Galactic Grooves With the heart beat of the universe I know that you can feel it too Cause we all are a melody And when we sing in harmony We're just a marriage of sound Some people claim when the stars align There's a super stellar symphony Overtones to Infinity It's no different between you and me We're all part of this crazy song Singing together makes our voices strong Come together now and play along In this world all our notes belong Cause we all are a melody And when we sing in harmony We're just a marriage of sound Lets break the silence together Sing this song with our voices united Having no voice is painful We would die if we did not sing With our lips sealed We lose the essence of life As we sing songs together We create from passion and delight With love with melody With rhythm and with harmony We're just a marriage of sound Cause we all are a melody And when we sing in harmony We're just a marriage of sound Cause we all are a melody And when we sing in harmony We're just a marriage of sound

No earthly church has ever blessed our union No state has ever granted us permission No family bond has ever made us two No company has ever earned commission No debt was paid no dowry to be gained No treaty over border land or power No semblance of the world outside remained To stain the beauty of this nuptial hour The secret marriage vow is never spoken The secret marriage never can be broken No flowers on the altar No white veil in your hair No maiden dress to alter No bible oath to swear The secret marriage vow is never spoken The secret marriage never can be broken

No earthly church has ever blessed our union No state has ever granted us permission No family bond has ever made us two No company has ever earned commission No debt was paid no dowry to be gained No treaty over border land or power No semblance of the world outside remained To stain the beauty of this nuptial hour The secret marriage vow is never spoken The secret marriage never can be broken No flowers on the alter No white veil in your hair No maiden dress to alter No bible oath to swear The secret marriage vow is never spoken The secret marriage never can be broken

Мама говорила, я красивый на лицо На него присядет тихо, милая твоя whore Три сотни км по встречке белый Enzo Она для меня танцует будто Фигаро Её прет не от тачки, похуй на версаче, На пятирублевые пачки Ей не нужен твой пиздёж или дешёвый фен Её прёт мой интеллект, ну и конечно же Член. Этот пацан новый шут Или новый король? Я богаче, чем Мавроди! На столе совсем не столовая соль? Я живее чем Володя! Эй, шлюшка! Ты вздыхаешь зря, Эй шлюшка! Я Скрудж Макдак, в ебало кря (Пососи мой хуй) Не боюсь ни смерти, ни ксивы Почему ты лучше, чем Алишер? Потому что я красивый! Потому что я красивый! Я выиграл дьявола в покер На мне стиля как Rocky На мне камней, как рэпер На члене блядей, как рокер Мама говорила, я красивый на лицо На него присядет тихо, милая твоя whore Три сотни км по встречке белый Enzo Она для меня танцует будто Фигаро Мама говорила, я красивый на лицо На него присядет тихо, милая твоя whore Три сотни км по встречке белый Enzo Она для меня танцует будто Фигаро

Ah, si tu savais, ah, si vous saviez, ah, si ils savaient (savaient) On les monte, on les descend, à part devant Dieu, y a personne qui s'rabaisse (rabaisse) On fait pas au rabais, on baisse pas le prix, même pour Céline ou Sarah (Sarah) Toujours dans l'khaliss, toujours entier, j'ai fumé tout l'sharaz (sharaz) Des vies de malade, si j'te raconte, tu pourrais faire un malaise (malaise) On a volé, vendu des véhicules qui ont finit au Mali (Mali) Parles pas la mort, les cagoules à la mode, j'la mets que sur une bécane (bécane) J'suis l'mauvais renoi, le chasseur, pas la proie, carnivore, pas le végan (végan) J'connais des thos-my, j'connais des mecs qui diront qu'ils ont tenue l'gun J'connais des tapettes, renois, des babtous très sombre comme Tommy Gun Vive comme Lacazette, j'fais plus les cassettes, j'finis d'jà casser (casser) J'attends pas qu'tu m'ouvres la porte, c'est d'jà fracturé, c'est d'jà cassé (cassé) J'suis souvent posé dans appart' cosy, bientôt, j'suis en poster ('ster) À part, les condi', faut rester solide, j'les baises les imposteur Millions de vues, c'est pas millions d'euros, le buzz te rend bizarre (bizarre) J'finirais en solo, retraite au pays ou bien, vers Ibiza Millions de vues, c'est pas millions d'euros, le buzz te rend bizarre (bizarre) J'finirais en solo, retraite au pays ou bien, vers Ibiza (carré) On r'fait pas l'monde avec des si (non), mais avec beaucoup de sica' (sica') Aussi, avec beaucoup de cicatrices (cicatrices), j'prend l'cigare, j'te laisses le cigarillos (le cigarillos) On a grandis là où c'est triste (triste), là où tu peux mourir par balle Ou finir dans un coffre comme un pareback, avec ta photo dans le Figaro (Figaro) On r'fait pas l'monde avec des si Aussi, avec beaucoup de cica' On r'fait pas l'monde avec des si (non), mais avec beaucoup de sica' (sica') Aussi, avec beaucoup de cicatrices (cicatrices), j'prend l'cigare, j'te laisses le cigarillos (le cigarillos) On a grandis là où c'est triste (triste), là où tu peux mourir par balle Ou finir dans un coffre comme un pareback, avec ta photo dans le Figaro (Figaro) On r'fait pas l'monde avec des si Aussi, avec beaucoup de cica' On a grandis là où c'est triste, là où tu peux mourir par balle Avec ta photo dans le Figaro

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