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Run Away

You know you're daddy said I'd better stay away
But I just can't comprehend
I know it might be silly that I said okay
But somehow I'll pretend
That we've got nothing really going on
And to act like we don't care
But don't you shed a tear cause you're not alone
'Cause one day I'm gonna take you there

You've gotta run away
You've gotta run away
You've gotta run away with me

I know you need a little more company
But you can't be satisfied
It's written in the stars you're the one for me
But everytime we're telling lies
That we've got nothing really going on
And to act like we don't care
But don't you shed a tear cause you're not alone
'Cause one day I'm gonna take you there

You've gotta run away
You'Ve gotta run away
You've gotta run away with me (x2)

Youngfire

I can read some revelation
In her jet black eyes
And a shady vibration
That she can't disguise

Whoah break it out devil's got my soul again

She's easy to be pleased
With my big time grooves
And it's harder to release
From her loving moves

Whoah break it out devil's got my soul again
Whoah break it out , Whoah break it out

Youngfire got me now, got me now
Get ready I'm rollin'
Youngfire got me now, got me now
So steady I'm rollin'

I get going when the sun
Comes burning my feet
And I'll cross another town
With the waves of the heat

Whoah break it out devil's got my soul again
Whoah break it out , Whoah break it out

Youngfire got me now, got me now
Get ready I'm rollin'
Youngfire got me now, got me now
So steady I'm rollin'
Youngfire got me, youngfire got me
Really got me now
Youngfire got me, youngfire got me
Got me now

Hey Now!

It's six in the morn' I'm still in the bar
I'm gon' lay my head in this old guitar
I bought from a man whom I just met
I know he was wearing a cowboy hat

I can't even tell my goddamn name
But I know I was dreamin' of fortune and fame
About a lot of cash and sixteen cars
Hangin' around with big rockstars c'mon

Hey now! Is everybody rockin baby?
Hey now! It's all about the lovin baby
Hey now! I never wanna let you go

It's almost dark and I'm still here
I'm gon' spend my night with a lot of beer
Dreamin 'bout the life, the life on the road
And singing along with a Kid Rock song and I

I can't even tell my goddamn name
But I know I was dreamin' of fortune and fame
About a lot of cash and sixteen cars
Hangin' around with big rockstars c'mon

Hey now! Is everybody rockin baby?
Hey now! It's all about the lovin baby
Hey now! I never wanna let you go

C'mon honey take a lookie here
Got no money and I got no fear
(But) I got the blues I got it in my soul
I gotta play a little rock'n'roll yeah

Hey now! Is everybody rockin baby?
Hey now! It's all about the lovin baby
Hey now! I never wanna let you go

Ocho Cinco

Dj Snake and Yellow Mutherfucking Claw
Ocho Cinco
Dj Snake and Yellow Mutherfucking Claw
Ocho Cinco
Ocho Cinco
Ocho Cinco
Ocho Cinco
Ocho Cinco
Ocho Cinco

Brother

This story began before I was born
A childless woman cried sadly at home
Her maid gave birth to a child of her own
My father felt joy yet he was torn
A conflict began one day at dawn
The maid took your hand and you were gone
To the desert you left, towards the unknown
I reckon you were so alone
God will hear you oh, my blood
For the years you roamed in dirt and mud
Forsaken like a nomad, deserted in the flood
Forgive me, brother

You did nothing wrong and took all the shame
I suffered myself, yet I am to blame
The lord blessed us both, but we still fight and claim
That kid on the mountain, - what was his name?
Brother hear my plea tonight
I grew tired from these endless years of (Our) fight
From a tiny corner stone we may build our realm of light
Please hear me, brother...

how deep the father's love

How deep the Father's love for us,
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son

To make a wretch His treasure
How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One,
Bring many sons to glory
Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
Call out among the scoffers
It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished
I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart

I Won't Let You Down

[Verse 1: Christopher]
Girl why do i suffer
Just because another
Selfish kind a lover
Did you wrong
Baby i'm so sorry
He got there before me
It's another story now

[Pre-Chorus: Christopher]
I won't let you
I won't let you down...
I won't let you
I won't let you drown...
Whoo Baby, I won't let you down

[Chorus: Christopher & Bekuh Boom]
I won't let you down
(Boy, you let me down)
I won't let you down
(Boy, you let me down)
I won't let you down
(Boy, you let me down)
Lean on me cause...
I won't let you down
(Boy, you let me down)
I won't let you down
(Boy, you let me down)
I won't let you down
(Boy, you let me down)
Down, down, down, down

[Verse 2: Bekuh Boom]
Boy that's what they all say
Sounded real good until they all left
You told me what makes you the one and only
But show me for a change
Don't take me on a night out
Just to say let's take it back to my house
That's not what I'm looking for right now
Gotta step up your game

[Pre-Chorus: Christopher]
Oh, I swear I won't let you down
You never hit the ground
You never have a doubt

[Pre-Chorus: Beekuh Boom]
Oh, I would love for you to be
The one that's meant for me
Come sweep me of my feet, oh

[Chorus: Christopher & Bekuh Boom]
I won't let you down
(Boy, you let me down)
I won't let you down
(Boy, you let me down)
I won't let you down
(Boy, you let me down)
Lean on me cause...
I won't let you down
(Boy, you let me down)
I won't let you down
(Boy, you let me down)
I won't let you down
(Boy, you let me down)
Down, down, down, down

[Bridge: Christopher & Bekuh Boom]
We could have everything
Love is all we need
Gotta take the leap
If we wanna make it last
Forget about the past, ooh...

[Chorus: Christopher & Bekuh Boom]
I won't let you down
(Boy, you let me down)
I won't let you down
(Boy, you let me down)
I won't let you down
(Boy, you let me down)
Lean on me cause...
I won't let you down
(Boy, you let me down)
I won't let you down
(Boy, you let me down)
I won't let you down
(Boy, you let me down)
Down, down, down, down

On Giving and Taking

Once there lived a man who had a valley--full of needles. And one day the mother of Jesus came to him and said: “Friend, my son’s garment is torn and I must needs mend it before he goeth to the temple. Wouldst thou not give me a needle?”

And he gave her not a needle, but he gave her a learned discourse on Giving and Taking to carry to her son before he should go to the temple.

The Blessed City

In my youth I was told that in a certain city every one lived according to the Scriptures.

And I said, “I will seek that city and the blessedness thereof.” And it was far. And I made great provision for my journey. And after forty days I beheld the city and on the forty-first day I entered into it.

And lo! the whole company of the inhabitants had each but a single eye and but one hand. And I was astonished and said to myself, “Shall they of this so holy city have but one eye and one hand?”

Then I saw that they too were astonished, for they were marvelling greatly at my two hands and my two eyes. And as they were speaking together I inquired of them saying, “Is this indeed the Blessed City, where each man lives according to the Scriptures?” And they said, “Yes, this is that city.”

“And what,” said I, “hath befallen you, and where are your right eyes and your right hands?”

And all the people were moved. And they said, “Come thou and see.”

And they took me to the temple in the midst of the city, and in the temple I saw a heap of hands and eyes. All withered. Then said I, “Alas! what conqueror hath committed this cruelty upon you?”

And there went a murmur amongst them. And one of their elders stood forth and said, “This doing is of ourselves. God hath made us conquerors over the evil that was in us.”

And he led me to a high altar, and all the people followed. And he showed me above the altar an inscription graven, and I read:

“If thy right eye offend thee, pluck it out and cast it from thee; for it is profitable for thee that one of thy members should perish, and not that the whole body should be cast into hell. And if thy right hand offend thee, cut it off and cast it from thee; for it is profitable for thee that one of thy members should perish, and not that thy whole body should be cast into hell.”

Then I understood. And I turned about to all the people and cried, “Hath no man or woman among you two eyes or two hands?”

And they answered me saying, “No, not one. There is none whole save such as are yet too young to read the Scripture and to understand its commandment.”

And when we had come out of the temple, I straightway left that Blessed City; for I was not too young, and I could read the scripture.

The Three Ants

Three ants met on the nose of a man who was asleep in the sun. And after they had saluted one another, each according to the custom of his tribe, they stood there conversing.

The first ant said, “These hills and plains are the most barren I have known. I have searched all day for a grain of some sort, and there is none to be found.”

Said the second ant, “I too have found nothing, though I have visited every nook and glade. This is, I believe, what my people call the soft, moving land where nothing grows.”

Then the third ant raised his head and said, “My friends, we are standing now on the nose of the Supreme Ant, the mighty and infinite Ant, whose body is so great that we cannot see it, whose shadow is so vast that we cannot trace it, whose voice is so loud that we cannot hear it; and He is omnipresent.”

When the third ant spoke thus the other ants looked at each other and laughed.

At that moment the man moved and in his sleep raised his hand and scratched his nose, and the three ants were crushed.

The Two Cages

In my father’s garden there are two cages. In one is a lion, which my father’s slaves brought from the desert of Ninavah; in the other is a songless sparrow.

Every day at dawn the sparrow calls to the lion, “Good morrow to thee, brother prisoner.”

The Other Language

Three days after I was born, as I lay in my silken cradle, gazing with astonished dismay on the new world round about me, my mother spoke to the wet-nurse, saying, “How does my child?”

And the wet-nurse answered, “He does well, Madame, I have fed him three times; and never before have I seen a babe so young yet so gay.”

And I was indignant; and I cried, “It is not true, mother; for my bed is hard, and the milk I have sucked is bitter to my mouth, and the odour of the breast is foul in my nostrils, and I am most miserable.”

But my mother did not understand, nor did the nurse; for the language I spoke was that of the world from which I came.

And on the twenty-first day of my life, as I was being christened, the priest said to my mother, “You should indeed by happy, Madame, that your son was born a Christian.”

And I was surprised,--and I said to the priest, “Then your mother in Heaven should be unhappy, for you were not born a Christian.”

But the priest too did not understand my language.

And after seven moons, one day a soothsayer looked at me, and he said to my mother, “Your son will be a statesman and a great leader of men.”

But I cried out,--”That is a false prophet; for I shall be a musician, and naught but a musician shall I be.”

But even at that age my language was not understood--and great was my astonishment.

And after three and thirty years, during which my mother, and the nurse, and the priest have all died, (the shadow of God be upon their spirits) the soothsayer still lives. And yesterday I met him near the gates of the temple; and while we were talking together he said, “I have always known you would become a great musician. Even in your infancy I prophesied and foretold your future.”

And I believed him--for now I too have forgotten the language of that other world.

One Way Ticket

One way ticket, one way ticket
One way ticket, one way ticket
One way ticket, one way ticket to the blues.

Choo choo train
Truckin' down the track
Gotta travel on
They'll never comin' back
Ooh, ooh got a one way ticket to the blues.

Bye bye love, my baby's leavin' me
Now our lonely tear drops are all that I could see.

Ooh, ooh
Got a one way ticket to the blues

Gotta take a trip to Lonesome Town
Gonna stay at Heartbreak Hotel.
A fool such as I (A fool such as I)
Will never learn,
I cry the tears away.

One way ticket, one way ticket
One way ticket, one way ticket
One way ticket, one way ticket to the blues.

Choo choo train
Truckin' down the track
Gotta travel on
They'll never comin' back
Ooh, ooh got a one way ticket to the blues.

Gotta go on, yeah, gotta truck on
Got a one way ticket to the blues.

Gotta take a trip to Lonesome Town
Gonna stay at Heartbreak Hotel.
A fool such as I (A fool such as I)
Will never learn,
I cry the tears away.

One way ticket, one way ticket
One way ticket, one way ticket
One way ticket, one way ticket to the blues.

Choo choo train
Truckin' down the track
Gotta travel on
They'll never comin' back
Ooh, ooh got a one way ticket to the blues.
Ooh, ooh got a one way ticket to the blues.

Got my ticket...
(One way, one way, one way ticket)
I'm truckin' on ...
(One way, one way, one way ticket)
Choo choo, choo choo, choo choo train ...
(One way, one way, one way ticket)
One way ticket to the blues
(One way, one way, one way ticket)
Got my ticket
(One way, one way, one way ticket)
...

When My Sorrow Was Born

When my Sorrow was born I nursed it with care, and watched over it with loving tenderness.

And my Sorrow grew like all living things, strong and beautiful and full of wondrous delights.

And we loved one another, my Sorrow and I, and we loved the world about us; for Sorrow had a kindly heart and mine was kindly with Sorrow.

And when we conversed, my Sorrow and I, our days were winged and our nights were girdled with dreams; for Sorrow had an eloquent tongue, and mine was eloquent with Sorrow.

And when we sang together, my Sorrow and I, our neighbours sat at their windows and listened; for our songs were deep as the sea and our melodies were full of strange memories.

And when we walked together, my Sorrow and I, people gazed at us with gentle eyes and whispered in words of exceeding sweetness. And there were those who looked with envy upon us, for Sorrow was a noble thing and I was proud with Sorrow.

But my Sorrow died, like all living things, and alone I am left to muse and ponder.

And now when I speak my words fall heavily upon my ears.

And when I sing my songs my neighbours come not to listen.

And when I walk the streets no one looks at me.

Only in my sleep I hear voices saying in pity, “See, there lies the man whose Sorrow is dead.”

The Two Learned Men

Once there lived in the ancient city of Afkar two learned men who hated and belittled each other’s learning. For one of them denied the existence of the gods and the other was a believer.

One day the two met in the marketplace, and amidst their followers they began to dispute and to argue about the existence or the non-existence of the gods. And after hours of contention they parted.

That evening the unbeliever went to the temple and prostrated himself before the altar and prayed the gods to forgive his wayward past.

And the same hour the other learned man, he who had upheld the gods, burned his sacred books. For he had become an unbeliever.

Said a Blade of Grass

Said a blade of grass to an autumn leaf, “You make such a noise falling! You scatter all my winter dreams.”

Said the leaf indignant, “Low-born and low-dwelling! Songless, peevish thing! You live not in the upper air and you cannot tell the sound of singing.”

Then the autumn leaf lay down upon the earth and slept. And when spring came she waked again--and she was a blade of grass.

And when it was autumn and her winter sleep was upon her, and above her through all the air the leaves were falling, she muttered to herself, “O these autumn leaves! They make such noise! They scatter all my winter dreams.”

The Greater Sea

My soul and I went to the great sea to bathe. And when we reached the shore, we went about looking for a hidden and lonely place.

But as we walked, we saw a man sitting on a grey rock taking pinches of salt from a bag and throwing them into the sea.

“This is the pessimist,” said my soul, “Let us leave this place. We cannot bathe here.”

We walked on until we reached an inlet. There we saw, standing on a white rock, a man holding a bejewelled box, from which he took sugar and threw it into the sea.

“And this is the optimist,” said my soul, “And he too must not see our naked bodies.”

Further on we walked. And on a beach we saw a man picking up dead fish and tenderly putting them back into the water.

“And we cannot bathe before him,” said my soul. “He is the humane philanthropist.”

And we passed on.

Then we came where we saw a man tracing his shadow on the sand. Great waves came and erased it. But he went on tracing it again and again.

“He is the mystic,” said my soul, “Let us leave him.”

And we walked on, till in a quiet cover we saw a man scooping up the foam and putting it into an alabaster bowl.

“He is the idealist,” said my soul, “Surely he must not see our nudity.”

And on we walked. Suddenly we heard a voice crying, “This is the sea. This is the deep sea. This is the vast and mighty sea.” And when we reached the voice it was a man whose back was turned to the sea, and at his ear he held a shell, listening to its murmur.

And my soul said, “Let us pass on. He is the realist, who turns his back on the whole he cannot grasp, and busies himself with a fragment.”

So we passed on. And in a weedy place among the rocks was a man with his head buried in the sand. And I said to my soul, “We can bath here, for he cannot see us.”

“Nay,” said my soul, “For he is the most deadly of them all. He is the puritan.”

Then a great sadness came over the face of my soul, and into her voice.

“Let us go hence,” she said, “For there is no lonely, hidden place where we can bathe. I would not have this wind lift my golden hair, or bare my white bosom in this air, or let the light disclose my sacred nakedness.”

Then we left that sea to seek the Greater Sea.

The Good God and the Evil God

The Good God and the Evil God met on the mountain top.

The Good God said, “Good day to you, brother.”

The Evil God did not answer.

And the Good God said, “You are in a bad humour today.”

“Yes,” said the Evil God, “for of late I have been often mistaken for you, called by your name, and treated as if I were you, and it ill-pleases me.”

And the Good God said, “But I too have been mistaken for you and called by your name.”

The Evil God walked away cursing the stupidity of man.

God

In the ancient days, when the first quiver of speech came to my lips, I ascended the holy mountain and spoke unto God, saying, “Master, I am thy slave. Thy hidden will is my law and I shall obey thee for ever more.”

But God made no answer, and like a mighty tempest passed away.

And after a thousand years I ascended the holy mountain and again spoke unto God, saying, “Creator, I am thy creation. Out of clay hast thou fashioned me and to thee I owe mine all.”

And God made no answer, but like a thousand swift wings passed away.

And after a thousand years I climbed the holy mountain and spoke unto God again, saying, “Father, I am thy son. In pity and love thou hast given me birth, and through love and worship I shall inherit thy kingdom.”

And God made no answer, and like the mist that veils the distant hills he passed away.

And after a thousand years I climbed the sacred mountain and again spoke unto God, saying, “My God, my aim and my fulfilment; I am thy yesterday and thou are my tomorrow. I am thy root in the earth and thou art my flower in the sky, and together we grow before the face of the sun.”

Then God leaned over me, and in my ears whispered words of sweetness, and even as the sea that enfoldeth a brook that runneth down to her, he enfolded me.

And when I descended to the valleys and the plains God was there also.

The Scarecrow

Once I said to a scarecrow, “You must be tired of standing in this lonely field.”

And he said, “The joy of scaring is a deep and lasting one, and I never tire of it.”

Said I, after a minute of thought, “It is true; for I too have known that joy.”

Said he, “Only those who are stuffed with straw can know it.”

Then I left him, not knowing whether he had complimented or belittled me.

A year passed, during which the scarecrow turned philosopher.

And when I passed by him again I saw two crows building a nest under his hat.

The Sleep-Walkers

In the town where I was born lived a woman and her daughter, who walked in their sleep.

One night, while silence enfolded the world, the woman and her daughter, walking, yet asleep, met in their mist-veiled garden.

And the mother spoke, and she said: “At last, at last, my enemy! You by whom my youth was destroyed--who have built up your life upon the ruins of mine! Would I could kill you!”

And the daughter spoke, and she said: “O hateful woman, selfish and old! Who stand between my freer self and me! Who would have my life an echo of your own faded life! Would you were dead!”

At that moment a cock crew, and both women awoke. The mother said gently, “Is that you, darling?” And the daughter answered gently, “Yes, dear.”

War

One night a feast was held in the palace, and there came a man and prostrated himself before the prince, and all the feasters looked upon him; and they saw that one of his eyes was out and that the empty socket bled. And the prince inquired of him, “What has befallen you?” And the man replied, “O prince, I am by profession a thief, and this night, because there was no moon, I went to rob the money-changer’s shop, and as I climbed in through the window I made a mistake and entered the weaver’s shop, and in the dark I ran into the weaver’s loom and my eye was plucked out. And now, O prince, I ask for justice upon the weaver.”

Then the prince sent for the weaver and he came, and it was decreed that one of his eyes should be plucked out.

“O prince,” said the weaver, “the decree is just. It is right that one of my eyes be taken. And yet, alas! both are necessary to me in order that I may see the two sides of the cloth that I weave. But I have a neighbour, a cobbler, who has also two eyes, and in his trade both eyes are not necessary.”

Then the prince sent for the cobbler. And he came. And they took out one of the cobbler’s two eyes.

And justice was satisfied.

The Seven Selfs

In the stillest hour of the night, as I lay half asleep, my seven selves sat together and thus conversed in whisper:

First Self: Here, in this madman, I have dwelt all these years, with naught to do but renew his pain by day and recreate his sorrow by night. I can bear my fate no longer, and now I rebel.

Second Self: Yours is a better lot than mine, brother, for it is given to me to be this madman’s joyous self. I laugh his laughter and sing his happy hours, and with thrice winged feet I dance his brighter thoughts. It is I that would rebel against my weary existence.

Third Self: And what of me, the love-ridden self, the flaming brand of wild passion and fantastic desires? It is I the love-sick self who would rebel against this madman.

Fourth Self: I, amongst you all, am the most miserable, for naught was given me but odious hatred and destructive loathing. It is I, the tempest-like self, the one born in the black caves of Hell, who would protest against serving this madman.

Fifth Self: Nay, it is I, the thinking self, the fanciful self, the self of hunger and thirst, the one doomed to wander without rest in search of unknown things and things not yet created; it is I, not you, who would rebel.

Sixth Self: And I, the working self, the pitiful labourer, who, with patient hands, and longing eyes, fashion the days into images and give the formless elements new and eternal forms--it is I, the solitary one, who would rebel against this restless madman.

Seventh Self: How strange that you all would rebel against this man, because each and every one of you has a preordained fate to fulfil. Ah! could I but be like one of you, a self with a determined lot! But I have none, I am the do-nothing self, the one who sits in the dumb, empty nowhere and nowhen, while you are busy re-creating life. Is it you or I, neighbours, who should rebel?

When the seventh self thus spake the other six selves looked with pity upon him but said nothing more; and as the night grew deeper one after the other went to sleep enfolded with a new and happy submission.

But the seventh self remained watching and gazing at nothingness, which is behind all things.

Caliente

Ven, ven, cómo mueve la patita
ven, ven ven, si es la leyenda aquí
ven, ven, cómo mueve la patita
ven, ven ven, yo te lo digo así

Cómo te digo que no me dejas pensar
Cómo te digo que no puedo acercarme
Cómo te digo ya no puedo soportar,
Cómo te digo que me hace falta un calmante

Ven, ven, cómo mueve la patita
ven, ven ven Pura adrenalina!
Ven, ven, cómo mueve la patita
ven, ven ven, que aquí se puede ver

Cómo te digo, cómo te digo
como te digo mami, a mí me pone así
Cómo te digo, cómo te digo
la soberana manda, a mí me deja así...
Caliente!, Caliente!, Caliente .

Y digo:
Ven, ven, cómo mueve la patita
ven, ven ven, si es la leyenda aquí
ven, ven, cómo mueve la patita
ven, ven ven, yo te lo digo así

Esta noche a mí me fue como la mona
lo que te digo, lo digo y no es broma
traje de oro y un humor que me provoca
que te sacude y te hace agua en la boca

Ven, ven, cómo mueve la patita
ven, ven ven Pura adrenalina!
Ven, ven, cómo mueve la patita
ven, ven ven, aquí la puedes ver

Cómo te digo, cómo te digo
como te digo mami, a mí me pone así
Cómo te digo, cómo te digo
la soberana manda, a mí me deja así...
Caliente!, Caliente!, Caliente .

Ven, ven, cómo mueve la patita
ven, ven ven, si es la leyenda aquí
ven, ven, cómo mueve la patita
ven, ven ven, yo te lo digo así

Cómo te digo que no me dejas pensar
Cómo te digo que no puedo acercarme
Cómo te digo ya no puedo soportar,
Cómo te digo me hace falta un calmante

Cómo te digo, cómo te digo
como te digo mami, a mí me pone así
Cómo te digo, cómo te digo
la soberana manda, a mí me deja así...
Caliente!, Caliente!, Caliente .

Esta noche a mí me fue como la mona
lo que te digo, lo digo y no es broma
traje de oro y un humor que me provoca
que te sacude y te hace agua en la boca

Ven, ven, cómo mueve la patita
ven, ven, ven Pura adrenalina!

Home Sweet Home

Home Sweet Home, Home Sweet Home
esta no es, no es mi casa no,
Home Sweet Home, Home Sweet Home
esta no es, no es mi casa no,

Home Sweet Home, Home Sweet Home
el volver siempre es mi ilusión
Home Sweet Home, Home Sweet Home
y al volver esta es mi canción:

Por más lejos que yo esté,
siempre extraño, es así,
cuando llego tengo que partir,
cuando estoy lejos de aquí,
me pongo sentimental,
y eso que el Tango no es para mí.

Are you ready? - yeah
Are you ready? - yeah
Are you ready? - yeah
Are you ready? -
Are you ready? - yeah
Are you ready? - yeah
Are you ready? - sweety, sweety home

Home Sweet Home, Home Sweet Home,
lo mejor, para vos y yo
Home Sweet Home, Home Sweet Home,
esta no es, no es mi casa, no

Quiero mi cocina, quiero mis parlantes,
quiero que me llames cuando te levantes,
cuando extraño siempre soy así
Quiero mi cama que es alucinante
Quiero mis discos, quiero tus mordiscos
cuando extraño siempre soy así

Are you ready? - yeah
Are you ready? - yeah
Are you ready? - yeah
Are you ready? -
Are you ready? - yeah
Are you ready? - yeah
Are you ready? - sweety, sweety home

Home Sweet Home, Home Sweet Home
volver esa es mi ilusión
Home Sweet Home, Home Sweet Home
y al volver esta es mi canción:

Waiting

I am waiting for your love
missing faces in my room.
I am waiting for your love,
lying looking at the moon.

Emotional.
Devotional.

Give me the greatest love
something there is in the heaven,
sometimes I just can't hide
why can't we live together.

I am waiting for your love
we're playing silly games.
I am waiting for your love
let me standing in the rain.

Emotional.
Devotional.

Give me the greatest love
something there is in heaven,
sometimes I just can hide
why can we live together.
I am waiting for your love

Silencio - Tango

Silencio en la noche
ya todo está en calma,
el músculo duerme,
la ambición descansa.

Meciendo una cuna,
una madre canta
un canto querido
que llega hasta el alma,
porque en esa cuna
está su esperanza.

Eran cinco hermanos,
ella era una santa,
eran cinco besos
que cada manana

rozaban muy tierno
las ebras de plata,
de esa viejecita
de canas muy blancas.
Eran cinco hijos
que al taller marchaban.

Silencio en la noche,
ya todo está en calma,
el músculo duerme,
la ambición trabaja.

Un clarín se oye,
peligra la patria,
y al grito de guerra
los hombres se matan,
cubriendo de sangre
los campos de Francia.

Hoy todo ha pasado,
renacen las plantas,
un himno a la vida
los arados cantan,

y la viejecita
de canas muy blancas,
se quedó muy sola,
con cinco medallas
que por cinco héroes
la premió la patria.

Silencio en la noche,
ya todo está en calma,
el músculo duerme
la ambición descansa.

Un coro lejano
de madres que cantan,
mecen en sus cuna
nuevas esperanzas...

Silencio en la noche
Silencio en las almas

Identikit

Sweet-faced ones with nothing left inside
That we all can love
That we all can love
That we all...

Sweet-faced ones with nothing left inside
That we all can love
That we all can love
That we all...

And now I see you messing me around
I don't want to know
I don't want to know
I don't want to know

And now I see you messing me around
I don't want to know
I don't want to know
I don't want to know

Broken hearts make it rain
Broken hearts make it rain
Broken hearts make it rain
Broken hearts make it rain
Broken hearts make it rain
Broken hearts make it rain
Broken hearts make it rain
Broken hearts make it rain
Broken hearts make it rain
Broken hearts

Broken hearts make it rain
Broken hearts make it rain
Broken hearts make it rain
Broken hearts make it rain
Broken hearts make it rain
Broken hearts make it rain
Broken hearts make it rain
Broken hearts make it rain

Pieces of a ragdoll mankind
That you can't create
That we can create
That we can...

Pieces of a ragdoll mankind
That you can't create
That we can create
That we can create

But when I see you messing me around
And I don't want to know
I don't want to know
I don't want to know.

But when I see you messing me around
And I don't want to know
I don't want to know
I don't want to know.

Me late

Anoche salí con una mujer
de esas que nunca se olvidan, no, no.
Anoche salí con una mujer
de esas que nunca se olvidan.
Wha, wha, y no pude dormir.
Wha, wha, y no pude dormir.

Yo creía que todo, que todo era el final;
que ya nadie podría, hacerme sentir igual, no, no.
Por suerte amigos, yo me equivoqué,
todavía me queda, mucho por recorrer.

Me late, me late, me late el corazón,
tengo taquicardia, ay si Señor.
Me late, me late, me late el corazón,
tengo taquicardia, ay si Señor, no, no.

Hay pulso, hay pulso,
oh no, no,no,no,no.
Hay pulso, hay pulso.

Anoche salí con esa mujer,
que me hizo ver las estrellas,
anoche salí con esa mujer,
que me sacó del planeta, no, no.
Wha, wha, y no pude dormir.
Wha, wha, y no pude dormir.

Que linda minina que tengo en Panamá.
Que linda minina que tengo en Panamá

Bajo el mismo cielo

Entre tanta confusión
da lo mismo estar o no
entre muchos sin razón
entre tantos sin perdón

Bajo el mismo cielo los miro pasar
cuando tengan hambre no me comerán
todavía queda mucho por decir
y entre tanta espina yo te vi

Entre tanta confusión
de profetas sin bastón
los que hablan por hablar
los que humillan sin pensar

Bajo el mismo cielo los miro pasar
cuando tengan hambre no me comerán
todavía queda mucho por decir
y entre tanta espina yo te vi

ra ra alza la mano
ra ra alza la mano

En el medio del huracán
yo estuve parado igual
todo fue cambiando al fin
desde el día en que te vi

Bajo el mismo cielo los miro pasar
cuando tengan hambre no me comerán
todavía queda mucho por decir
y entre tanta espina yo te vi

ra ra alza la mano
ra ra alza la mano

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