Letras:
Los Macs

: Saa?l Herna?ndez Hay perros que no ladran, Pero te lamen los huesos. Hay gatos que maa?llan, Hasta exprimir su vientre. Hay gente que no ladra,

: Cielo d'estate un cielo non lavato dalla pioggia cielo verde di rimmel cielo d'incenso cielo d'estate piuma sui pensieri si ricomincia da zero guardavo

It's a windy night of first and main Of any city of a hundred names Spirits fly high and the sparks fly low And the cats are all creeping out the back

We were strangers Who one were lovers We've been everlasting friends I was shattered When you walked out, boy I was walking off the edge Friends, said

I was stranded in the dark Trying to find an open door So alone Chains were wrapped around my heart Didn't know what love was for No more Heard these

Suzanna, you better watch your mouth Suzanna, bad things are coming out Somebody's watching from on high Distant love is hard to find Always looking

Hay gatos que no mueren Le dan la vuelta al cielo asi De noche todos los gatos son pardos Pardo me duermo, pardo te sueno De noche todos los gatos son

Infested and polluted 50 tons of mercury dumped in the bay It's bleeding there's no proof That's no way to treat a good friend Your whiskey talks louder

Scrape along the sidewalk Looking for a face Had to get out of my room for a bit Tension is in town and I'm ready to quit Can't fall out of this hole