Hearing this song with full meaning of my memory with my papa when childhood... He's gone, never come back to stay with me any more. But I try to be a good father for my son, too!
*Je manque mon papa qui est mort depuis 2020 cause à l'accident de moto. Heureusement ma mère était dans le même moto mais elle est vivant. J 'ai essayé d'apprendre pendent 6 moi pour joué à la guitare cette chanson pour jouer devant sa tombe et je suis y arrivée car quand il était vivant il voulait donner le cours de guitare aux enfants mais il n'y a personne voulait. Il jouait très bien à la guitare.* _Merci beaucoup à vous!_ *Merci "Papa"!*
Nhớ những năm xa xưa Giờ cha đã già, với bao sầu lo Nhớ đến năm xưa còn bé Đêm đêm về cha hôn trán con Mãi khắc ghi trong tim. Lời khuyên của người, với bao tình thương Hãy sống sao cho thật tốt.. Không lo đời ai chê trách ta Sống với cha êm như làn mây trắng đời, vẫn trôi nhẹ trôi Với tháng năm qua lặng lẽ. Cha đã già theo con lớn khôn.
White shirt now red, my bloody nose Sleepin', you're on your tippy toes Creepin' around like no one knows Think you're so criminal Bruises on both my knees for you Don't say thank you or please I do what I want when I'm wanting to My soul? So cynical So you're a tough guy Like it really rough guy Just can't get enough guy Chest always so puffed guy I'm that bad type Make your mama sad type Make your girlfriend mad tight Might seduce your dad type I'm the bad guy, duh I'm the bad guy I like it when you take control Even if you know that you don't Own me, I'll let you play the role I'll be your animal My mommy likes to sing along with me But she won't sing this song If she reads all the lyrics She'll pity the men I know So you're a tough guy Like it really rough guy Just can't get enough guy Chest always so puffed guy I'm that bad type Make your mama sad type Make your girlfriend mad tight Might seduce your dad type I'm the bad guy, duh I'm the bad guy, duh I'm only good at being bad, bad I like when you get mad I guess I'm pretty glad that you're alone You said she's scared of me? I mean, I don't see what she sees But maybe it's 'cause I'm wearing your cologne I'm a bad guy I'm, I'm a bad guy Bad guy, bad guy I'm a bad
Hearing this song with full meaning of my memory with my papa when childhood... He's gone, never come back to stay with me any more. But I try to be a good father for my son, too!
The song is so good!
*Je manque mon papa qui est mort depuis 2020 cause à l'accident de moto. Heureusement ma mère était dans le même moto mais elle est vivant. J 'ai essayé d'apprendre pendent 6 moi pour joué à la guitare cette chanson pour jouer devant sa tombe et je suis y arrivée car quand il était vivant il voulait donner le cours de guitare aux enfants mais il n'y a personne voulait. Il jouait très bien à la guitare.*
_Merci beaucoup à vous!_
*Merci "Papa"!*
Nhớ những năm xa xưa
Giờ cha đã già, với bao sầu lo
Nhớ đến năm xưa còn bé
Đêm đêm về cha hôn trán con
Mãi khắc ghi trong tim.
Lời khuyên của người,
với bao tình thương
Hãy sống sao cho thật tốt..
Không lo đời ai chê trách ta
Sống với cha êm như làn mây trắng đời,
vẫn trôi nhẹ trôi
Với tháng năm qua lặng lẽ.
Cha đã già theo con lớn khôn.
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White shirt now red, my bloody nose
Sleepin', you're on your tippy toes
Creepin' around like no one knows
Think you're so criminal
Bruises on both my knees for you
Don't say thank you or please
I do what I want when I'm wanting to
My soul? So cynical
So you're a tough guy
Like it really rough guy
Just can't get enough guy
Chest always so puffed guy
I'm that bad type
Make your mama sad type
Make your girlfriend mad tight
Might seduce your dad type
I'm the bad guy, duh
I'm the bad guy
I like it when you take control
Even if you know that you don't
Own me, I'll let you play the role
I'll be your animal
My mommy likes to sing along with me
But she won't sing this song
If she reads all the lyrics
She'll pity the men I know
So you're a tough guy
Like it really rough guy
Just can't get enough guy
Chest always so puffed guy
I'm that bad type
Make your mama sad type
Make your girlfriend mad tight
Might seduce your dad type
I'm the bad guy, duh
I'm the bad guy, duh
I'm only good at being bad, bad
I like when you get mad
I guess I'm pretty glad that you're alone
You said she's scared of me?
I mean, I don't see what she sees
But maybe it's 'cause I'm wearing your cologne
I'm a bad guy
I'm, I'm a bad guy
Bad guy, bad guy
I'm a bad
ppp