Letras:
Los Mentas

: Tienes la mentira encadenada a tus palabras Tengo la palabra que describe tus hazanas Te duelen los ojos de limpiarte las leganas Duermes muy tranquila

: (Thompson, James and Christopher) Maybe I didn't love you quite as good as I should have, Maybe I didn't hold you quite as often as I could have,

: They move too fast are the words behind your teeth there give and go of most your memories But I'm not the one that they need pray for If I've got

: How each of us decides I've never been sure The part we play The way we are How each of us denies any other way in the world Why each of us must choose

: I'm not on an ego trip i'm nothing on my own i made mistakes i often slip just common flesh and bones but i'll prove someday just why i say i'm

: Lorsque sa bouche a mon oreille vient murmurer Mille mots tendres, mille merveilles, mille secrets C'est a l'amour auquel je pense Et que j'espere

: I said the time is so rough Jah Jah children don't cry Dry your weeping eyes Don't shed no tears Sorrow will come yes But don't let that provoke you

: [Lyrics-Gene Adam] [Music-Jon Schaffer/Bill Owen] He's the creeper in the night He's the reaper with a knife He wears a mask to hide his face He

: (E. E. Cummings) On a great horse of gold Into the silver dawn. Four lean hounds crouched low and smiling The merry deer ran before. Fleeter be