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[WALTER GIARDINO - GUSTAVO ROWEK - SERGIO BERDICHEVSKY]. . Dejo de soñar. Triste al despertar. Veo la verdad.. . Es que el hombre. Que proclamó la vida.
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[WALTER GIARDINO - GUSTAVO ROWEK]. . Nunca pensaste. Qué sucede. Con una ilusión.. . No te detengas,. Dale forma. Dentro de vos.. . Si no vives tu vida quizás.
Los herederos de la anarqua. Hoy son los mismos que llevan. Almas cargadas por la injusticia. Para ganar esta guerra. . Quines son los buenos?. Quines son los malos?.
[WALTER GIARDINO]. . Agord, la bruja que llegó hasta aquí. Busca cerebros para destruir.. Miles de zombies son su corte hoy. Tontos que ya perdieron la razón..
Vamos en camino a tocar una vez más. Rutas, escenarios y al final. Como unos gitanos dejaremos todo atrás. Tiemblan las ciudades y un estadio gritará.
Hoy despert con un montn. De marcas en mi piel. Alguien por la noche me las dej.... . Quiero saber si esto fue la magia. De tus labios.... Hay perfume de mujer.
Salí a la calle queriendo huir,. buscando algo para beber.. Y me encontré dentro de ese bar. con el hechizo de una mujer.. . Se mueve y ella es tan sensual,.
And that's the fire in the sun. And that's the fire in the sky. We're so far away from home. . Related. . Match These Taylor Swift Songs to Her Ex-Boyfriends.
You are something, something to hold onto. A fault in the crust where I fell through. You live and you learn, but you still love. Nothing will change what I'm made of.
At last I am born. Historians note. I am finally born. I once used to chase affection withdrawn. But now I just sit back and yawn. Because I am born, born, born.
I'm calling you from the foyer. Of the Sands Hotel. Where the men and the women. Are acquainted quite well. . And the drunkards keep on drinking. And oh, my room is cold.
Day oh so late. Strangely the sun still shone. Ooh Asian boy. What are you on?. Day oh so late. Strangely the sun still shone. Oh Asian boy. What are drugs are you on?.
Art-hounds look like nothing. So art-hounds write something. And those that do are judged by those. Who tried and found they couldn't do. . Art-hounds see the Greek ideal.
Angel, Angel. Don't take your life tonight. . I know they take. And that they take in turn. And they give you nothing real. For yourself in return. But when they've used you.
Angel, Angel. Don't take your life tonight. . I know they take. And that they take in turn. And they give you nothing real. For yourself in return. But when they've used you.
I know these roads. Each ridge and narrow bridge. Each chevron. Enticing me on. Each warning sign. I take in my stride. . I don't need more ammunition.
America, your head's too big. Because, America,. Your belly's too big. And I love you, I just wish you'd stay where you is. . In America. The land of the Free, they said.
Bolt-lock your doors. Alarm your cars. And still we move in closer. Every day. Top of the list. Is your smiling kids. But we'll be smiling too. So that's OK.