Estribillo de Wake up de COHEED AND CAMBRIA
The morning will come
In the press of every kiss
With your head upon my chest
Where I will annoy you
With every waking breath
Until you decide to wake up.
oooohhhhhh que romanticones se vuelven estos chicos aquí jejejeje vaya pastel de canción, pero mola xDDDDDDD
[80] Rebel Souls - "Leviathan"- Así suena lo nuevo de Hamlet, Acto de fe
- Fecha de Guns N' Roses en Barcelona en junio de 2025
[69] Me First And The Gimme Gimmes - "¡Blow it....at Madison's quinceañera!"- [70] Brat - "Social Grace"
- Pennywise y Propagandhi en Barcelona en 2025
- Confirmados Manowar en España en 2025
- Gira española de No Fun At All en enero de 2025
- Gira de Bad Religion por la península en 2025 con siete fechas
- [80] Collapsed Skull - "Your Father's Rage Evaporated In The Sun"
- El festival Sun & Thunder 2025 anuncia sus primeros nombres
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10142
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21 Sep, 2004
Neil Young & Crazy Horse - Over and Over
at night when the sky is clear
and the moon is shining down
my heart goes running back to you
i love the way
you open up and let me in
so i go running back to you,
over and over again.
over and over again my love
over and over again with you
over and over again my love
over and over again with you.
remember the nights of love
and that moment on the beach
that wasn't really too long ago
but we paid the price of time,
and now it's out of reach
and so the broken circle go,
over and over again
over and over again my love
over and over again with you
over and over again my love
over and over again with you.
somewhere in a fire of love,
our dreams went up in smoke
we danced beneath silver rain
upon the fields of green,
where time was just a joke
and now the feeling's
just the same,
over and over again.
over and over again my love
over and over again with you
over and over again my love
over and over again with you.
***
Otra vez, y otra, y otra...siempre se repite, siempre es igual.
Gran canción para emborracharse, por otro lado.
at night when the sky is clear
and the moon is shining down
my heart goes running back to you
i love the way
you open up and let me in
so i go running back to you,
over and over again.
over and over again my love
over and over again with you
over and over again my love
over and over again with you.
remember the nights of love
and that moment on the beach
that wasn't really too long ago
but we paid the price of time,
and now it's out of reach
and so the broken circle go,
over and over again
over and over again my love
over and over again with you
over and over again my love
over and over again with you.
somewhere in a fire of love,
our dreams went up in smoke
we danced beneath silver rain
upon the fields of green,
where time was just a joke
and now the feeling's
just the same,
over and over again.
over and over again my love
over and over again with you
over and over again my love
over and over again with you.
***
Otra vez, y otra, y otra...siempre se repite, siempre es igual.
Gran canción para emborracharse, por otro lado.
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6102
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14 Jun, 2006
SNAPCASE - Guilty By Ignorance
the life you live ignoring who
ignoring who you're giving money to
and you, you support the corrupt industries and companies
who don't think to care
guilty, guilty, guilty by ignorance
no feeling, no substance, killing
you're killing through your ignorance
so understand they kill
they kill for the sake of capital gain
and you don't care to know that your life steals life
so take a look at your empty conscience
because ignorance is not innocence
you have become, you have become the enemy to those
to those victims of greed
to those victims of greed
to those victims
the life you live ignoring who
ignoring who you're giving money to
and you, you support the corrupt industries and companies
who don't think to care
guilty, guilty, guilty by ignorance
no feeling, no substance, killing
you're killing through your ignorance
so understand they kill
they kill for the sake of capital gain
and you don't care to know that your life steals life
so take a look at your empty conscience
because ignorance is not innocence
you have become, you have become the enemy to those
to those victims of greed
to those victims of greed
to those victims
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2359
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10 Dic, 2004
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en la casa de Stefani de The Assistant y en la casa de Robin De the real world:San diego
Europe - Carrie
When lights go down, I see no reason
For you to cry. We've been through this before
In every time, in every season,
God knows I've tried
So please don't ask for more.
Can't you see it in my eyes
This might be our last goodbye
Carrie, Carrie, things they change my friend
Carrie, Carrie, maybe we'll meet again somewhere again
I read your mind, with no intentions
Of being unkind, I wish I could explain
It all takes time, a whole lot of patience
If it's a crime, how come I feel no pain.
Can't you see it in my eyes
This might be our last goodbye
Carrie, Carrie, oh things they change my friend
Carrie, Carrie, maybe we'll meet again
Can't you see it in my eyes
This might be our last goodbye
Carrie, Carrie, things they change Carrie, Carrie,
Carrie, Carrie, maybe we'll meet again, oh somewhere again
When lights go down
no me gustaba este grupo pero esta cancion me pudo....no se burlen
When lights go down, I see no reason
For you to cry. We've been through this before
In every time, in every season,
God knows I've tried
So please don't ask for more.
Can't you see it in my eyes
This might be our last goodbye
Carrie, Carrie, things they change my friend
Carrie, Carrie, maybe we'll meet again somewhere again
I read your mind, with no intentions
Of being unkind, I wish I could explain
It all takes time, a whole lot of patience
If it's a crime, how come I feel no pain.
Can't you see it in my eyes
This might be our last goodbye
Carrie, Carrie, oh things they change my friend
Carrie, Carrie, maybe we'll meet again
Can't you see it in my eyes
This might be our last goodbye
Carrie, Carrie, things they change Carrie, Carrie,
Carrie, Carrie, maybe we'll meet again, oh somewhere again
When lights go down
no me gustaba este grupo pero esta cancion me pudo....no se burlen
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7083
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30 Ene, 2005
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Sentado
En la punta de mi lengua una ofensiva permanece con aplomo
Mi intención una bala, mi cuerpo un gatillo
Y mi pluma es una pistola
Si, mi pluma es una pistola
Mi arsenal secreto es un infinito y eterno pozo de tinta
Es una fuente de juventud y arma elegida por los patriotas
Si, mi pluma es una pistola
Si, mi pluma es una pistola
En la punta de mi lengua una ofensiva permanece con aplomo
Mi intención una bala, mi cuerpo un gatillo
Si, mi pluma es una pistola...
[Incubus - Pistola]
Mi intención una bala, mi cuerpo un gatillo
Y mi pluma es una pistola
Si, mi pluma es una pistola
Mi arsenal secreto es un infinito y eterno pozo de tinta
Es una fuente de juventud y arma elegida por los patriotas
Si, mi pluma es una pistola
Si, mi pluma es una pistola
En la punta de mi lengua una ofensiva permanece con aplomo
Mi intención una bala, mi cuerpo un gatillo
Si, mi pluma es una pistola...
[Incubus - Pistola]
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1186
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27 Ene, 2005
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Alacant (que no Alicant :/ )
La Fuga- Gigante
Gigante y tan pequeño aún.
De noche puede volar.
Los sueños se pueden cumplir
Si, cuando se va el sol,
Enciende un blues.
Que hoy no se apague la luz.
Que no se apague esa canción.
Que la cabeza pierda la razón.
De niño quiero ser como tú.
Cantarle a las estrellas.
Siempre vivir a tus maneras;
Ganarle la guerra a las penas
Con un papel y sin banderas.
Que siempre te aguantes los huesos.
Que se mueran los espejos.
Cruzar de norte a sur.
Que sigamos siendo socios
En lo de soñar despiertos.
De niño quiero ser como tú.
Gigante y tan pequeño aún.
De noche puede volar.
Los sueños se pueden cumplir
Si, cuando se va el sol,
Enciende un blues.
Que hoy no se apague la luz.
Que no se apague esa canción.
Que la cabeza pierda la razón.
De niño quiero ser como tú.
Cantarle a las estrellas.
Siempre vivir a tus maneras;
Ganarle la guerra a las penas
Con un papel y sin banderas.
Que siempre te aguantes los huesos.
Que se mueran los espejos.
Cruzar de norte a sur.
Que sigamos siendo socios
En lo de soñar despiertos.
De niño quiero ser como tú.
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1186
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27 Ene, 2005
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Alacant (que no Alicant :/ )
Juliet- Emilie Autumn
You're in my stars you know
Don't need no crystal ball to tell me so
Whispering in the air
Hoping that my words find you somewhere
Even when I close my eyes
I'll never recreate the Time that flies
The consequence is hanging there
The sky will fall but I don't care
Meet me beneath my balcony and say
No one but you could ever fill my night
Be the sunlight in my every day
Underneath my balcony I'll say
No one but you could ever fill my night
Be the sunlight in my every day
Your love is haunting me
And all I want is more to set me free
Whispering in the air
Hoping that my words find you somewhere
Do you hear me call your name
I know we will never be the same
The consequence is hanging there
The sky will fall but I don't care
Meet me beneath my balcony and say
No one but you could ever fill my night
Be the sunlight in my every day
Underneath my balcony I'll say
No one but you could ever fill my night
Be the sunlight in my every day
You're in my stars you know
Don't need no crystal ball to tell me so
Whispering in the air
Hoping that my words find you somewhere
Even when I close my eyes
I'll never recreate the Time that flies
The consequence is hanging there
The sky will fall but I don't care
Meet me beneath my balcony and say
No one but you could ever fill my night
Be the sunlight in my every day
Underneath my balcony I'll say
No one but you could ever fill my night
Be the sunlight in my every day
Your love is haunting me
And all I want is more to set me free
Whispering in the air
Hoping that my words find you somewhere
Do you hear me call your name
I know we will never be the same
The consequence is hanging there
The sky will fall but I don't care
Meet me beneath my balcony and say
No one but you could ever fill my night
Be the sunlight in my every day
Underneath my balcony I'll say
No one but you could ever fill my night
Be the sunlight in my every day
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10142
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21 Sep, 2004
KoRn - A.D.I.D.A.S.
Honestly, somehow it always seems that I'm dreaming of
something I can never be
It dosen't bother me, 'cause I will always be that pimp I see
in all of my fantasies
I don't know your fucking name.
So what? Let's. . .
Screwin' may be the only way that I can truly be free
from my fucked up reality
so I dream and stroke it harder, 'cause its so fun to see my
face staring back at me
I don't know your fucking name.
So what? Let's fuck.
All Day I Dream About Sex
All Day I Dream About fuckin
***
Serán los exámenes, que me están quemando ya las neuronas...
Honestly, somehow it always seems that I'm dreaming of
something I can never be
It dosen't bother me, 'cause I will always be that pimp I see
in all of my fantasies
I don't know your fucking name.
So what? Let's. . .
Screwin' may be the only way that I can truly be free
from my fucked up reality
so I dream and stroke it harder, 'cause its so fun to see my
face staring back at me
I don't know your fucking name.
So what? Let's fuck.
All Day I Dream About Sex
All Day I Dream About fuckin
***
Serán los exámenes, que me están quemando ya las neuronas...
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9242
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28 Dic, 2004
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en mi pueblo de toda la vida
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28 Dic, 2006
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10142
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21 Sep, 2004
Gatillazo - Fosa Común
No eran mártires ni héroes,
sólo fueron a luchar
con la rabia de los pobres
contra el fascismo brutal.
Pelearon contra los caciques y la prepotencia militar,
y dieron la vida por simple dignidad.
Los matones se reian
y el cabrón del cura los bendecía,
mientras los mataban en nombre de su Dios.
Cara al sol de madrugada,
con una camisa azul;
los tiraron como a perros en una fosa común.
El silencio de los muertos grita libertad.
Los mataron de un tiro en la nuca
o fusilados contra la pared,
los eliminaron con saña criminal.
Los matones se reian
y el cabrón del cura los bendecía,
mientras los mataban en nombre de su Dios.
Aquellos que apretaron el gatillo no debieran olvidar
que aquellas balas no mataron nada,
nadie mata a la verdad.
En una cuneta, entre calaveras agujereadas, nació la democracia.
Cara al sol de madrugada,
con una camisa azul;
los tiraron como a perros en una fosa común.
El silencio de los muertos grita libertad.
La herida sigue abierta...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CaWfnInzdq8
No eran mártires ni héroes,
sólo fueron a luchar
con la rabia de los pobres
contra el fascismo brutal.
Pelearon contra los caciques y la prepotencia militar,
y dieron la vida por simple dignidad.
Los matones se reian
y el cabrón del cura los bendecía,
mientras los mataban en nombre de su Dios.
Cara al sol de madrugada,
con una camisa azul;
los tiraron como a perros en una fosa común.
El silencio de los muertos grita libertad.
Los mataron de un tiro en la nuca
o fusilados contra la pared,
los eliminaron con saña criminal.
Los matones se reian
y el cabrón del cura los bendecía,
mientras los mataban en nombre de su Dios.
Aquellos que apretaron el gatillo no debieran olvidar
que aquellas balas no mataron nada,
nadie mata a la verdad.
En una cuneta, entre calaveras agujereadas, nació la democracia.
Cara al sol de madrugada,
con una camisa azul;
los tiraron como a perros en una fosa común.
El silencio de los muertos grita libertad.
La herida sigue abierta...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CaWfnInzdq8
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2359
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10 Dic, 2004
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en la casa de Stefani de The Assistant y en la casa de Robin De the real world:San diego
Staind-Epiphany
Your words to me just a whisper
Your face is so unclear
I try to pay attention
Your words just disappear.
Oh-ho
'Cause it's always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said.
So I speak to you in riddles
'Cause my words get in my way.
I smoke the whole thing to my head
And feel it wash away.
'Cause I can't take anymore of this
I wanna come apart,
Or dig myself a little hole
Inside your precious heart.
Oh-ho
'Cause it's always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said.
I am nothing more than
a little boy inside
That cries out for attention,
Yet I always try to hide.
'Cause I talk to you like children,
Though I don't know how I feel
But I know I'll do the right thing
If the right thing is revealed.
'Cause it's always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said.
Insane Clown Posse-Nothing Left
Man.... I love you guys
Man shut the fuck up man. Why you always gotta ruin the moment?
Man fuck you.
AINT NUTTIN HERE LEFT FOR ME SO I'M OUT THIS BITCH
FUCK STAYIN' HERE. I'M BUSTING THE FUCK OUT NOW
WE OUT THIS MUTHA FUCKA RIGHT NOW
There's no story that ain't been told
There's no gimmick that ain't been sold
Ain't no ocean that ain't been swam
Ain't no JOBBER that ain't been slammed
There's no road that never been travled
There's no doctor that ain't been baffled
Ain't no thug that never cried
Ain't no preacher that never lied
There's no rumor that ain't been passed
Ain't no question that no one's asked
There's no trees that ain't been chopped
There's no bomb that wont get dropped
Ain't no paths that no one's been laid
Ain't no beast that ain't been afraid
No feat that no one can
There's no saga that never began
Ain't no snow that didn't melt
There's no punch that ain't been felt
There's no skill that no one's learned
There's no planet that He ain't turned
There's no view that never dissolved
There's no problem that ain't been solved
There's no tail that no one's told
There's no beauty that won't get old
There's no garden that the sun ain't beamed on
There's no shoulder that ain't been leaned on
There's no color that ain't been seen
Purple Red Yellow Blue Forest Green
There's no desert that ain't seen rain
Nobody here that ain't felt pain
There's no bigot that ain't been clowned
There's no treasure that I ain't found
Ain't no gate they never explored
Ain't no mother that ain't been ignored
There's no leader that ain't been lead
There's no blood that ain't been shed
There's no dish they never made
No brick they never laid
Everything left's been done before
Nothings new, nowhere to explore
On the day when the wagon's come I just pray that you let me on [7x]
Wont you let me on, Wont you let me on, Wont you let me on.....
Hey Jake Jeckel fly twist and spin to the other side [9x]
On the day when the wagon's come I just pray that you let me on
Wont you let me on, Wont you let me on... [/i]
Your words to me just a whisper
Your face is so unclear
I try to pay attention
Your words just disappear.
Oh-ho
'Cause it's always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said.
So I speak to you in riddles
'Cause my words get in my way.
I smoke the whole thing to my head
And feel it wash away.
'Cause I can't take anymore of this
I wanna come apart,
Or dig myself a little hole
Inside your precious heart.
Oh-ho
'Cause it's always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said.
I am nothing more than
a little boy inside
That cries out for attention,
Yet I always try to hide.
'Cause I talk to you like children,
Though I don't know how I feel
But I know I'll do the right thing
If the right thing is revealed.
'Cause it's always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said.
Insane Clown Posse-Nothing Left
Man.... I love you guys
Man shut the fuck up man. Why you always gotta ruin the moment?
Man fuck you.
AINT NUTTIN HERE LEFT FOR ME SO I'M OUT THIS BITCH
FUCK STAYIN' HERE. I'M BUSTING THE FUCK OUT NOW
WE OUT THIS MUTHA FUCKA RIGHT NOW
There's no story that ain't been told
There's no gimmick that ain't been sold
Ain't no ocean that ain't been swam
Ain't no JOBBER that ain't been slammed
There's no road that never been travled
There's no doctor that ain't been baffled
Ain't no thug that never cried
Ain't no preacher that never lied
There's no rumor that ain't been passed
Ain't no question that no one's asked
There's no trees that ain't been chopped
There's no bomb that wont get dropped
Ain't no paths that no one's been laid
Ain't no beast that ain't been afraid
No feat that no one can
There's no saga that never began
Ain't no snow that didn't melt
There's no punch that ain't been felt
There's no skill that no one's learned
There's no planet that He ain't turned
There's no view that never dissolved
There's no problem that ain't been solved
There's no tail that no one's told
There's no beauty that won't get old
There's no garden that the sun ain't beamed on
There's no shoulder that ain't been leaned on
There's no color that ain't been seen
Purple Red Yellow Blue Forest Green
There's no desert that ain't seen rain
Nobody here that ain't felt pain
There's no bigot that ain't been clowned
There's no treasure that I ain't found
Ain't no gate they never explored
Ain't no mother that ain't been ignored
There's no leader that ain't been lead
There's no blood that ain't been shed
There's no dish they never made
No brick they never laid
Everything left's been done before
Nothings new, nowhere to explore
On the day when the wagon's come I just pray that you let me on [7x]
Wont you let me on, Wont you let me on, Wont you let me on.....
Hey Jake Jeckel fly twist and spin to the other side [9x]
On the day when the wagon's come I just pray that you let me on
Wont you let me on, Wont you let me on... [/i]
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19 Feb, 2005
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43º 23' N, 6º 04' O
http://www.goear.com/listen.php?v=81fb96d
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a month
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
We arrived in December
And London was cold,
We stayed in the bars
Along Jarring cross road.
We never saw nothing
But brass-tops and nook.
Kept a shine on the bar
With the sleeves of our coats.
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a week
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
Take me home!
Houston station
The train's heading North,
In the bucket car
We looked back and forth.
I stole crooked dice
Through Yorkshire's green fields
We were flung into dance
As the train jigged and reeled.
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a week
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
Take me home!
By the light of the moon,
She drift through the streets,
A rare old perfume
So seductive and sweet
She teases and flirts
As the pubs all close down,
Then walk us on home
And deny us a round.
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a month
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
Take me home!
The gas heat is empty
It's damn past two
The spirits we drank
Left ghosts in the room
I'm asking again
Come on, please take me soon,
And don't lift my head
Til the twelve bells at noon!
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a week
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
Take me home!
Great Big Sea - Home for a Rest
La parte del final se me parece a una canción de Celtas Cortos, que ahora mismo no recuerdo...
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a month
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
We arrived in December
And London was cold,
We stayed in the bars
Along Jarring cross road.
We never saw nothing
But brass-tops and nook.
Kept a shine on the bar
With the sleeves of our coats.
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a week
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
Take me home!
Houston station
The train's heading North,
In the bucket car
We looked back and forth.
I stole crooked dice
Through Yorkshire's green fields
We were flung into dance
As the train jigged and reeled.
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a week
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
Take me home!
By the light of the moon,
She drift through the streets,
A rare old perfume
So seductive and sweet
She teases and flirts
As the pubs all close down,
Then walk us on home
And deny us a round.
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a month
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
Take me home!
The gas heat is empty
It's damn past two
The spirits we drank
Left ghosts in the room
I'm asking again
Come on, please take me soon,
And don't lift my head
Til the twelve bells at noon!
You'll have to excuse me,
I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a week
I've been drunk since I left.
These so-called vacations will
Soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest....
Take me home!
Great Big Sea - Home for a Rest
La parte del final se me parece a una canción de Celtas Cortos, que ahora mismo no recuerdo...
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2463
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12 Oct, 2003
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Xel ToscalX Hardcore Town VS Madriz
Dear, I'll stay gold just to keep these pasts at bay
To keep the loneliest of nights from claiming you
and to keep these longest of days from waking you
For I felt the greatest of winters coming
and I saw you as seasons shifting from blue to grey
That's where the coldest of these days await me
and distance lays her heavy head beside me
There I'll stay gold, forever gold
converge - concubine, una y otra vez
To keep the loneliest of nights from claiming you
and to keep these longest of days from waking you
For I felt the greatest of winters coming
and I saw you as seasons shifting from blue to grey
That's where the coldest of these days await me
and distance lays her heavy head beside me
There I'll stay gold, forever gold
converge - concubine, una y otra vez
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7070
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9 May, 2004
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1'61803398874989
Dile al Capitán Ironía que deje de perdonar tantas vidas, que yo prefiero morir. Me señala con su nariz, se la rompo en sueños, y me dice: "¡tú no te quieres morir!"
(Codos y rodillas) muevo los pies y me acuerdo de un paso de baile que yo me sé; oigo su risa, levanto la vista y el agua en el grifo que corre y que corre más.
¿¿¿Cómo puedes hablar con tanta gravedad??? ¡Si es lo más tonto del mundo! Yo no te puedo engañar.. Siempre te olvidas, por eso te cuidas tan mal (es normal)
Me señala con su nariz ese del espejo, y me dice: "hoy, tú no vas a salir"
..No hay mucho más que decir.
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Standstill - La risa funesta
(Codos y rodillas) muevo los pies y me acuerdo de un paso de baile que yo me sé; oigo su risa, levanto la vista y el agua en el grifo que corre y que corre más.
¿¿¿Cómo puedes hablar con tanta gravedad??? ¡Si es lo más tonto del mundo! Yo no te puedo engañar.. Siempre te olvidas, por eso te cuidas tan mal (es normal)
Me señala con su nariz ese del espejo, y me dice: "hoy, tú no vas a salir"
..No hay mucho más que decir.
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Standstill - La risa funesta
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