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Gente Rara
03:49
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Salir a la calle me recuerda el recreo
Si la vida pasa, mejor la espero en casa
Voces efímeras girando en el estéreo
Cierro puertas, aseguro ventanas, miro bajo la cama
Gente rara baila sobre mojado, yo me hago el inadaptado
Gente rara baila en mi tejado, los admiro mortificado
Todo da igual, te saco a bailar
Y me quedo siempre aquí
Actuando para ti
Pasar el tiempo a tu lado demostrará que viví
Cervezas y canciones de los sesenta
Me darán las futuras respuestas
Los recuerdos quedarán atrás, malditos
Tan reales como una carrera en coches del tío-vivo
Gente rara baila sobre mojado, un ritmo duro muy sincopado
Gente rara baila en mi tejado, yo los imito desangelado
Todo da igual, te saco a bailar
Y me quedo siempre aquí
Actuando para ti
Y la imagen del espejo siempre te hablará de mí
Gente rara baila sobre mojado, los observo desalentado
Gente rara baila en mi tejado, nunca acerté tirando los dados.
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Black Planes
04:36
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What’s this mental flow
From where it undergoes
Well, we don’t know
Anything about wizzards
(or lizzards)
Clouds, night afire
An inner self empire
Well, we’re gonna shout
A good evening to my sister
(a blister)
CHORUS:
But when the band is playing for me
And the music makes you feel free
Don’t you remember
Rock’n’roll radio
Run to the hills
Run to the hills
Why should I blame the devil in me
If I just drank a sixpack of beer
Don’t look at the sky
Prepare to the fight
The black planes came in
It was a mortal child
Is it really her life
Well, we now live
Far from the summer house
(in winter)
Oh, that’s really unfair
She’s sweating in hot air
Well, I couldn’t expect
Her tears were my ruin
(I’m clued in)
CHORUS:
But when the band is playing for me
And the music makes you feel free
Don’t you remember
Rock’n’roll radio
Run to the hills
Run to the hills
Why should I blame the devil in me
If I just drank a sixpack of Beer
Don’t look at the sky
Prepare to the fight
The black planes came in
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3. |
Plus de 300 Vagues
04:25
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Connais-tu les belles plages
Ou les vagues déferlantes
S’évanouissent sur le sable
Qui s’écoule entre tes doigts
Comme la mémoire qui se brise
Sur la falaise des sentiments
Mais, garde toi…
La lumière du vieux phare
Qui se mesure a la mer
Elle te guide dans l’orage
Elle te sauve du naufrage
Comme un loup de mer…
CHORUS:
Il y plus de 300 vagues
Sur l’océan de la vie
Il y plus de 300 vagues
Qui caresse ou qui frappe
La plage ou la falaise…
Connais-tu les belles plages
Ou les vagues déferlantes
S’évanouissent sur le sable
Qui s’écoule entre tes doigts
Comme la mémoire qui se brise
Sur la falaise des sentiments
Plus de 300 vagues…
Quand je regarde ces instants
L’immensité des océans
Avec l’espoir d’arrêter le temps
De capturer cette plage
Avec ses 300 vagues…
CHORUS:
Il y plus de 300 vagues
Sur l’océan de la vie
Il y plus de 300 vagues
Qui caresse ou qui frappe
La plage ou la falaise…
Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, …
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Strange Weather Patterns
05:21
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Strange weather patterns over my door
Point us the signals
Time to go
It’s only dark
Before the dawn
Great skies feel like heaven
While on the road
Exploring all sorrows
The road’s the real true life
Like Kerouac said
I won’t turn my head in pain
Wondering if at the end there is no end
Howling, walking on air
The road is the way
I will not lose my mind again
The boy carrying a torch is myself
May life be a gift,
I’m not wasting it
A ride into the bright sun
Before last drop
Running on empty
We cried out, ignited the spark
The time of our lives
I won’t turn my head in pain
Wondering if at the end there is no end
Howling, walking on air
The road is the way
I will not lose my mind again
The boy carrying a torch is myself
May life be a gift,
I’m not wasting it
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Got you to Know
04:06
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You’re walking to the edge of darkness, I want you to know
You’re leaving the confort of madness, I want you to know
You’re knowing the meaning of sadness, I got you to know
Got you to know
Got you to kno-ow
Got you to know
Want you to know
Got you to go
Want you to go
I want you to know
Builders of difficult shapes, I want you to know
Wandering in the mist of forests, I want you to know
Got you to know
Got you to know
Want you to know in the middle of nothing spreading my wings and then I got you to go.
Got you to go
Got you to go
Got you to go
Got you to go
Got you to go
Opening doors while awake and the city’s wild noises come in and hurt and I got you to go.
Stand with the losers, the shiny, the bright ones, the dragons, the old boys, we’re born in the
middle of a cast of millions and we want to go.
Got you to go
Got you to go
Got you to go
I’m calling the strangers who knock to my door and ringing my bell make me feel so plenty,
I’ll draw a blue line in the wall of their houses and gardens and garages and blow them away,
I got you to go!
Got you to go.
Got you to go and I want you to know that the tears also go.
You got to go.
You got to go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go.
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