Feat Jorge Moreno. . Oh way oh. Oh way oh. Oh way oh. . The world divides from the bitter sweetness love provides. I will redefine my place within this union.
Man, it's a hot one. Like seven inches from the midday sun. Well, I hear you whispering in the words, to melt everyone. But you stay so cool. My muñequita, my Spanish Harlem, Monalisa.
I am a victim of my time, a product of my age. There's no choosing my direction. I was a holy man but now with all my trials behind me. I am weak in my conviction.
Hey now, all you sinners. Put your lights on, put your lights on. Hey now, all you lovers. Put your lights on, put your lights on. . Hey now, all you killers.
[Verse 1: Miguel]. Oh, we're lost in translation. TRANSIENT LOVE. Then you pulled up in and over. It was over, yeah. I found a personal salvation. In your arms and eyes.
Ladies and gents. Turn up your sound system to the. Sound of Carlos Santana and the GMB (Surprada). Ghetto people, from the Refugee Gang. . Oh Maria Maria.
Ladies and gents. Back by popular demand. It's the G&B with Carlos Santana. . And a we, we, we, we're dirty dancin'. (To my people in the front). And we, we, we, we're dirty dancin'.
Welcome to my diary here's another letter,. I keep that white girl just call me Hew Hefner,. I'm Heavy wit da birds so you should cop a feather,. and my Money run's long like sleeves on a sweater,.
Going back to the memories. Reminiscing bout you and me. Thinking how it used to be. It's plain and clear I treated you bad. But girl you know that I care.
If they build it. We'll tear it down. When they try again. We'll tear it down. If they push us out. We'll come back in. Tear down that wall. Be together again.
Space is still the place. The weight of weightless faces faces straight. Our dreams are lies replaced. We reach out past the trace until it's gone. . Sweet Madelene.
I saw the moon. Split into two. I saw the moon. Split into two. And I knew. I was all alone. . From the dead man's mind. No thought survived. Just a pale blue dream.
Gotta keep movin'. Broke down and in ruin. Tell me what are we gonna do?. . Don't worry brother. Keep on steady rollin'. We'll figure out something soon.
See y'all lay lying low. Feet held below. Dream of a golden age. Drifting alone. . See y'all lay lying low. Days lost in tow. Dream of a golden age. Wake in the sow.
My brother walks on crushed glass. His fingers beaten like brass. Caressing the shame that slithers cross his brain. My brother walks on crushed glass.
Breath in our sails. As we glide past the sea of the edge. Eyes shine in skies. As we gaze back home from the ledge. Red past the pale. As the light from the day comes to rest.
A glowing dawn of crowded eyes. Each a screaming pulsar. Wounded knees, dance 'til clean. The needles in the ghost. . Grit, sand, silica. Demand perfect porcelain.
Standing without places. Rotation into phases. Neon constellations. Echoing the nameless. . Cities without limit. Carpeted and endless. Quilted emigrations.
Somewhere I lost my way inside. Ego waylaid relay. Fog of mine. Aspera into day. Light. Never meant for decay. We move in time. Feel high. Bathed in light.
Hot as a rail shot through the sun. Horizon awaits, stretch to become. Drifting in dream, sifting the real. Don't wait until the waters come. . You reach into me, alchemical flood.