Su Culo Es Miel

Sus ojos son un ventanal de par en par, su culo no... su culo es miel.. Sus ojos son lo que me manda enderezar,. su culo no... su culo es miel.. Para otra vez recurdame que vuelva a hablar.

Standby (english Translation)

He lives staring at a star, always on standby. He drinks gin in the night. To meet her. . He dreams of her skull. And then comes a dog and takes it away.

Standby

Vive mirando una estrella. siempre en estado de espera. bebe a la noche ginebra. para encontrarse con ella. suea con su calabera y viene un perro y se la lleva.

So Payaso

Puede que me deje llevar,. puede que levante la voz. y puede que me arranque sin ms,. a ver que me dice despus!. Quiero ser tu perro fiel,. tu esclavo sin rechistar.

Sin Dios Ni Amo

Voy ha dejar esta ciudad, no me pienso despedir. de la gente, hace ya tiempo estoy ausente.. no s ni a donde voy a ir,. no me he parado a pensar.. a un sitio de color de rosa..

Si Te Vas

Se le nota en la voz, por dentro es de colores. Y le sobra el valor que le falta a mis noches. Y se juega la vida... siempre en causas perdidas. Ojala que me la encuentre ya entre tantas flores.

Step By Step

[Eyedea]. I got a little story to tell. See it was September 1st, 1999, the day of my death. My back was on the cold concrete as I take my last breath.

Soundtrack Of A Romance

Self Destructive

I realize my demise is clearly tied. to the choices that are made today. Think twice and analize,. that path outside is leading you the wrong way. Leading me the wrong way.

Superior

Behold He comes from the cross. Where He suffered for our souls. Behold the King of Life. Is entering the fields of death. . In the dark empire of death.

Storms Of Disillusions

God do You hear me cry?. Do You hear me crying?. Do You hear my cry?. Do You hear me?. . Out on deep water. With nothing to hold on to. I've been attacked by storms of disillusions.

Soul Deprived

confined i'm confined. straightjacket. strapped to my side. entangled. in motion i'm bound. in suspense. seclusion alternates. only between hope. and delusion.

Shelter

I close my eyes. It's not the picture of You I see. The impressions, the sight, the thoughts. Are stuck into my mind. . My vision is blurred. I can't see clearly.

Shadow Of Death

Scrape The Surface

Where will I return my misgiven motions. Quell and subside the quivering vigour. The inevitable thrust. That swells inside. And drives me off the edge.

Sin Ti Acordeon

Se Que No Eres Libre Por Que No Eres Libre

So Long, Lonesome

Six Days At The Bottom Of The Ocean

Stop, Listen, Look & Think

I'm feeling something's wrong. And there's still time to talk. It's like the love is gone. We've been together for so long. . This is the time you can't deny.