Shiny, shiny, shiny boots of leather. Whiplash girl child in the dark. Comes in bells, your servant, don't forsake him. Strike, dear mistress, and cure his heart.
Cuidado, pessoal, lá vem vindo a veraneio. Toda pintada de preto, branco, cinza e vermelho. Com números do lado, dentro dois ou três tarados. Assassinos armados, uniformizados.
Outra história com um outro rosto. Um outro beijo com o mesmo gosto. Era cedo e não podia dar certo. Lá vem um outro dia frio e encoberto. . Agora veja o meu estado.
Nem sempre o céu sorri pra mim. Nem sempre eu sou tão livre assim. Quem não pensa em parar. Quem não pensa em fugir. Sem destino. Dá vontade de sair. Sem destino.
Viewed from the spire. It looks more like a coincidence to me. Another bomb in the harbor. . But you were there. The place was all crowded but. No one crosses the street that way.
Summer killed the ones you loved. I hesitate and tell you. When people leave without goodbye. I lose another brick. The buildings are tall. The world explains all.
Let me tell you about. Faces I see. . The stately, the rugged. Over and over. Under dirt. And sun umbrellas. Their eyes on the gun. . Some puppy eyes,.
This pleasure book I'm writing. Doesn't give me any thrill. All it does is prove conclusively. Where there's a way there's Will. . Who by the way along with Mary.
We gotta make our own decisions. Nobody can tell us what to do. Keep your eyes on your strongest visions. The right people will see it too. The whole world just keeps on turning.
Sleeping all alone. you wake up with a bottle in your hands. No sound of serenade. 'cause we both know we lost our game. . I was always high on loving you.
I don't have to say you're beautiful. You've got plenty other guys to say those words for you. And I don't have to say you run the show. All it takes is a word, I lose control for you.
The yesterday we loved. Speaks of tomorrow. The blood of man matters in time. Never taste the puss. We live from Monday to Sunday. But forget what it means.
Bounce off the walls. Valentine, have your fun. Come on, be the one. Come on, be the one. . Light up the floor. With your moves, valentine. Come on, be the one.
Mira mis ojos, mira mi cara,. Notas que siento, mucho dolor,. . Pero tú vida, ya esta marcada,. Y ya no puedo lograr tú amor. . Triste es mi vida, largo el camino,.
Yo no puedo vivir del recuerdo,. Porque sola mi mente se agita,. Cuando pienso que ame con locura,. A una joven mujer muy bonita. . La traición que se esconde en el alma,.
Cuando te canses de buscar a otros amores,. Recordaras que despreciaste mi pasión,. Ven a buscarme que te espero sin rencores,. Mi entristecido y desolado corazón.
Año del 49, fecha que ya recordamos,. El día 13 de abril, ha muerto Ventura Ramos. . En Villa de Guadalupe, estado de Nuevo León,. A muerto Ventura Ramos, lo mataron a traición.
Vagando por tu ausencia,. Se encuentra mi esperanza,. Se que no vuelvo a verte,. Culpable fue mi amor. . Culpable de quererte,. Y darte mi cariño,. Que caro estoy pagando,.
Te andas paseando, con un hombre de dinero,. Y yo sufriendo, por lo tanto que te quiero. En la cantina, por tú amor me estoy muriendo. Y en cada copa, yo te miro y te recuerdo.
La página de sucesos. Del Mercurio y La Estafeta. Entre dietas para obesos. Chismes y falsos profetas. Confirmaba que sin besos. Se marchitan las violetas.