Me acuerdo de los salvajesque te mostraban los libroscuidaban a sus ancianoseran su tesoro más preciado...Eran animalesdijeron los barcoshay que domesticarlospara poder exterminarlos...El hijo de Nube Negra miro asombradocomo mataban a su padre esos solda.. Read »
Nothing But The Blood
What can wash away my sins?Nothing but the blood of JesusWhat can make me whole again?Nothing but the blood of JesusOh precious is that flow that makes me white as snowNo other fount I knowNothing but the blood of JesusWhat can wash away my sins?Nothing b.. Read »
Nobody Knows, Nobody Cares
Nobody knows how lonely my roadNobody knows how heavy my loadNobody cares how tearful my wayHow dark the night, how weary the dayNobody knows, nobody caresMy every burden nobody sharesMy only comfort and my only strengthIs Jesus walking by my side all the.. Read »
No Reason To Change
(Troy Seals/Mentor Williams)I know a man we call him poor boy JonesHe's never been a 100 miles from homeHe's got a pretty good farmAnd a level headA heart of goldNo satelite dish for his TV setAnd he ain't on lie with the internetHe says guitar music ente.. Read »
Nature Of The Threat
Let freedom ring with a buckshot but not just yet We need to truly understand the nature of the threat And a pale man walks in the threshold of darkness Roughly 20 000 years ago the first humans evolved with The phenotypical trait genetic recessive blue.. Read »
New Orleans Wins The War
Don't remember much about my baby days,But I been toldWe used to live on Willow near the Garden DistrictNext to the Sugar BowlMomma used to wheel me past an ice cream wagonOne side for White and one side for ColoredI remember trash cans floatin' down Cana.. Read »
Northern Touch
Rascalz F/ Checkmate, Kardinal Offishall, Thrust
Chorus: Kardinalwe notoriousain't nobody can hang with usRascalz, Checkmate, Kardinal and ThrustChoclair coming down with that northern touchwhy you people wanna bang with usain't nobody can hang with usRascals, Checkmate, Kardinal and ThrustChoclair comi.. Read »
Nebel (mist) (english)
Mist They stand with their arms tightly around each othera mixture of flesh, so rich in dayswhere the sea touches the landshe wants to tell him the truthBut the wind eats her wordswhere the sea endsshe holds his hand, tremblingand kissed him on the forehe.. Read »