There's a Spanish train that runs between. Quadalquivir and old Seville. And at dead of night the whistle blows. And people fear she's running still....
They talked to the sister, the father and the mother. With a microphone in one hand and a chequebook in the other. And the camera noses in to the tears on her face.
You should wear your red galoshes. Walking o'er the city pride. Streets are paved with heaven's pennies. Gutters full of suicides. . Teddy steadily fell from grace.
Between last breaths and first regrets. The days dragged on like cigarettes. In the distance martyrs and martinets. Dally, dancing with the empty silhouettes of threats.
She's pulling out the pin. That lets her hair fall down. She's pulling out the pin. She shakes her head. And it goes tumbling. . Her smile was out of place.
En un crculo de estelas. gira el ser que a m me alienta,. entre todas las mentiras. la carga que tanto pesa.. Y en la quietud de la noche. oigo al viento que me cuenta:.
No es que el tiempo lo cure todo pero puede ayudar.. Yo no supe cmo tratarte no doy para ms.. Sara, dulce, cuntame el secreto azul. que se esconde en tus ojos tibios de animal;.
Your bright enchanting smile. Reminds me of the day when I learnt. That nothing lasts forever. And your goodwill's just another hoax of your kind. . Time and time again.
[Voice of Fall: Damnagoras]. [Summerplunge: Pauline Tacey]. [Spirit of Spring: Laura de Luca]. [Wintersoul: Jarpen]. . [F:] We're going to tell the tale of tales.
Y es verdad. Que no somos nadie. Sigo aqu. Con mi vida de antes. . Y es verdad. Que no somos ngeles. Que camos desde el cielo. Sin poner pies en el suelo.
When I'm drivin' in my car. and that man comes on the radio. and he's tellin' me more and more about some useless information,. Supposed to fire my imagination..
Fell asleep late, Neon Buzz. P.T.S. stress, we do drugs. City air strange, sticky lungs. Mayor Doomberg gives no funds. And I'm cryin', cryin'. . Call out with a fiendish ring.
Msica: M. Garca Garca-Perez/Q. Portet. Letra: M. Garca Garca-Perez. En un crculo de estelas. gira el ser que a m me alienta,. entre todas las mentiras.
One and one and a closet friend -. the smoke has broken for the windows edge.. The sun is up, and the shades are down.. Its kind of like you were still around..
Kesyss, vaeltaa, lupauksein mun rinnallain.. Taluttaa mua mukanaan, saatan olla saatilla.. Kesyss, vaeltaa, Lammassaareen pitkospuin.. Sanottuu en saa sanaakaan, saatan olla saatilla..
WHERE DID YOU GO?. . I was searchin' SEARCHIN' on a one-way street,. I was hopin' HOPIN' for a chance to meet.. I was waitin' for the operator on the line..
You're sailing softly through the sun. In a broken Stone Age dawn. You fly so high.. . I get a strange magic. Oh, what a strange magic. Oh, it's a strange magic.
Although the things you've done. I wouldn't criticize. I guess you had your way. . You see, I gotta make you understand. I know it sounds a foolish thing to say.
I walk out and stand in a my front yard. It's plain to see that the times are hard. What's a man to do when he's had enough?. You put on your boots and you strut your stuff.