Tradução: La Ley. Bienvenido Al Anochecer.
: ?No, no, no, no, no, no... ?Donde estoy?, ?que paso? Hace frio. Tengo miedo. ?Piedad de mi! ?Es que un topo se comio el sol, o es que el mundo se
: Quei muri bassi di pietra lavica arrivano al mare e da qui ci passava ogni tanto un bagnante in estate. Sciara delle Ginestre esposte al sole
: See my hand is trembling touching all that's real Once it stroked love's body now it claws the past. The scent of a flower, The colours of the
: yeah, Un Dia en suburbia. Una cuidad que nos atrapa, Un amigo que traiciona, Una puerta que se abre, Una ventana en la que nadie asoma, Una caricia
: No sign of life did flicker In floods of tears she cried "All hope's lost it can't be undone They're wasted and gone" "Save me your speeches I know
: As a rot to rape the spring sown seed A plague sprang forth of his tracks Churns ran red when cows milked blood And famine cracked poor backs Who
te besaba no te di a entender que cuanto mas te besaba mas ganas tenia de volverte a ver que pensaba en ti en cada anochecer no se porque pero de ti
: "Damn me Father, for I must sin..." Four centuries of this damned immortality Yet, I did not ask to be made. Why? I will never again feel your sun
Anoiteceu Em POA (Humberto Gessinger) na escuridao a luz vermelha do walkman sobre edificios a luz vermelha avisa avioes nas esquinas que passaram nas
"Damn me, Father, for I must sin" Four centuries of this damned immortality Yet, I did not ask to be made, why? I will never again feel Your sun upon
You sink your teeth in, bite the blood That drains the life inside of me And fills your soul with love and hate And all those things you need to breathe
No sign of life did flicker In floods of tears she cried "All hope's lost it can't be undone They're wasted and gone" Save me your speeches, I know (
It's dusk, y'know? It's a purple sky, cold air, woodsmoke, pinestraw smell I really like you, can we play tomorrow? I really like you, can we play tomorrow
We watch the season pull up its own stage And catch the last weekend of the last week Before the gold and the glimmer have been replaced Another sun soaked
She smiled in a big way, the way a girl like that smiles When the world is hers and she held your eyes Out in the breezeway Down by the shore in the lazy
The air is visible around you, rising up And off your lips in slow currents, and I watch As your face is framed in its slow currents, drifting curls A