: [Music by: Pedro J. Monge; Lyrics by: Carlos Escudero] Dreamer!!! I'm walking around and thinking about Old glory days Whore the Gods prevailed And
La Sonadora The Dreamer ----------- ----------- Yo; el otono
All day long I sit by the riverside Watching the sunrise and the colors it brings Here I can sing, 'cos there's no one around Some birds fly above
Into the heat Swallowed into that hole Melted down [Chorus:] Burned to ashes And the ashes flew In the wind Taken by breath As I breathe on Shadows
Fade out the candlelight Look at the shadows on the walls Just follow your heart You've waited long enough Don't turn me down and say you won't
Can't exactly remember what's happened I think I came home late He stood in the doorway, waiting for me I saw how he was holding a big sharp knife
No need To talk You cut me off and pull away The heat is freezing again It tears out my heart Disguise Pretend Break down the whole fantasy The distance
Lying on my back on a railway Looking at the sky and its full moon In the back of my head I feel the rumbling wheels Shaking my memories It's getting
Their little girl said Don't tell me how you feel You don't understand She painted the people She disgusted on her way down All there is left now Is a
I know that I should love you But I simply can't All you do is letting me down And my heart too What is love if you love me Like you say Then love Is
Every face I see is cold as ice Everything I scratch is pain Ever since I lost imagination Like a string that flows into the sea I am lost for all eternity
Era un jueves gris, llovia Pideme un remis, decia En el lobby de un hotel, barato Viene de rentar su piel,un rato Con la algarabia de deber, cumplido
Era un jueves gris, llovia, Pideme un remis, decia, En el lobby de un hotel barato, Viene de rentar su piel un rato, Con la algarabia del deber cumplido
This is life this is real these are you very worst fears close your eyes take a breath cause it just might be the last one that you get and i dont understand
The Sun it gives us all our day without it we would all fade away were all so dependent upon its rays we beg its position stays for what it pays what
Can we leave it behind, to be untouchable? To document with photos and tape? Can they separate our signatures, And write new passions on our souls? They
"jager und sammler" lautet der plan nennt mich verruckt, erklart mich fur wahn- sinnig ist die sache schon, denn die evolution beflugelt durch die revolution
Tradução: Cortez, Alberto. El SoÑador.