Tradução: León Gieco. Quizás Le Dancen Los Cuervos.
Tradução: Solo Los Solo. Cría Cuervos.
: How does it feel To be ashamed Of who you love Well I know You and me ought to hurry Heaven in the glitter is for real Real, real Always knew What
: Broken bodies stiff from storms Our spirits scarred to ice The only witness left alive The raven and its staring eyes Taste the blood Hear their cries
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: So the vision began And a mighty wind shook the roots of the nine worlds. The great wolf of the night roused And a deep slash cracked open the primordial
: Don't let your faith in my heart I will only let you down Don't let your love grow too deep I don't think I'll be around There is a curse in my bones
: Hold on this will hurt more than anything has before What it was, what it was, what it was I've brought this on us more than anyone could ignore What
: I have seen the tides change course, without a warning, without the winds or the waves. She will empty the graves because we are all the same. I'm
How does it feel to be ashamed of who you love? Oh, I know, you wore me out so proudly Hidden in the glitter is the real thing, real Always knew What
Let the steel be my Christ Let the blood create the path Ignored like the dead pigeon gutted by the cat Impregnated our babies with psychosis and lamb
I just see another day Someone to see over tomorrow You must see yesterday I know what you did last day The silence of crows The art of dying I'm walking
Damn this wicked world Damn I wish that heaven Wasn't hidden like a pearl Underneath the sea I wish all the answers Came more easily to me Watching as
Just a whisper of thousand crows Spreads my palm Somewhere behind the fence, where's the world's end Perhaps there, just there I fell on my knees To black
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It was the year The crows and the locusts came The fields drained dry the rain The fields are bleeding "Daddy don't cry, it'll be alright" She puts some
