| Translation | Song | Language |
| Only the good youths of cubes | |
| Never, from us separated it pulls and does not have to tear | |
| End of purity | |
| The Commissioner | |
| Always something to remember to me there | |
| Each breath takes you | |
| Pretty island | |
| A loving relation of night | |
| | Translation | Song | Language |
| I had still not found any me to seek | |
| It hardly works for the money | |
| Stop the fact that my center is pulled | |
| Take my left breath | |
| They would like to form a memory | |
| For I would do anything love | |
| Head on the jumps | |
| The little girls of the west end | |
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