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CABJ76

Juvenil
The SAM Song
Gerry O'Glacain


Well I have been a Provo now for fifteen years or more
Of ArmaLites and mortar bombs I thought I knew the score
Now we have a weapon that we've never used before
The Brits are looking worried and they're going to worry more

Tiocfaidh  r l , sing up the 'RA
SAM missiles in the sky

I started out with petrol bombs and throwing bricks and stones
There were a hundred more lads like me I never was alone
Soon I learned that bricks and stones won't drive the brits away
It wasn't very long before I joined the IRA

Tiocfaidh  r l , sing up the 'RA
SAM missiles in the sky

Then there came internment in the year of '71
The Brits thought we were beaten that we were on the run
On that early august morning they kicked in our back door
But for every man they took away they missed twenty more

Tiocfaidh  r l , sing up the 'RA
SAM missiles in the sky

I spent eight years in the cages had time to think and plan
Although they locked away a boy I walked out a man
There's only one thing that I learned while in a cell I lay
The Brits will never leave us until they're blown away

Tiocfaidh  r l , sing up the 'RA
SAM missiles in the sky

All through the days of hunger strike I watched my comrades die
And in the streets of Belfast you could hear the women cry
I can't forget the massacre that Friday at Loughgall
I salute my fallen comrades as I watch the choppers fall

Tiocfaidh  r l , sing up the 'RA
SAM missiles in the sky
 
X

xeneize_manda

Juvenil
cita:Originalmente enviado por CABJ76

Go On Home British Soldiers
The Wolfetones

Go on home British Soldiers Go on home
Have you got no fucking homes of your own
For 800 years we've fought you without fear
And we will fight you for 800 more

If you stay British Soldiers If you stay
You'll never ever beat the IRA
For the 14 men in Derry
Are the last that you will bury
So take a tip And leave us bloody be

So Go on home British Soldiers Go on home
Have you got no fucking homes of your own
For 800 years we've fought you without fear
And we will fight you for 800 more

We're not British, we're not Saxon we're not English
We're Irish and proud we are to be
So fuck your Union Jack We want our country back
We want to see old Ireland free once more

So Go on home British Soldiers Go on home
Have you got no fucking homes of your own
For 800 years we've fought you without fear
And we will fight you for 800 more

We'll fight them British Soldiers for the cause
We'll never bow to Soldiers because
Troughout our history We were born to be free
So get out British bastards leave us be

So Go on home British Soldiers Go on home
Have you got no fucking homes of your own
For 800 years we've fought you without fear
And we will fight you for 800 more

Go on home British Soldiers Go on home
Have you got no fucking homes of your own
For 800 years we've fought you without fear
And we will fight you for 800 more
Yes, we will fight you for 800 more!
Hacer clic para expandir...

gracias por hacerme conocer esta cancion.... hay una version en vivo en youtube muuuy buena.

"So fuck your Union Jack We want our country back"
 
maximiliano

maximiliano

Suplente
De Esp¡ritu Combativo</u>
Viviendo bajo el alcance
de la ira despreciable
debo encontrar al sol
el camino a perdurar.

Soportar la miseria
desgarrando mis entrañas
anclado en mis piernas
por sobre toda la tierra.

Recordando soy esclavo
del pandemonium social
desarrollo malogrado
ideas irresponsables.

Manteni‚ndome al costado
de mentes en decadencia
recordando, soy esclavo
del pandemonium social.

Si el mañana se alterna
por concebir sin pericia
tu espiritu combativo
es el que har  justicia.

De soñar a primitivo
de comod¡n a propio as
alzando el sentimiento
que vive en m¡ por dem s.

Recu‚rdalo si eres esclavo
nunca te olvides de combatir
recu‚rdalo ser para siempre
el reflejo de tu sentir.
 
C

CABJ76

Juvenil
cita:Originalmente enviado por xeneize_manda

cita:Originalmente enviado por CABJ76

Go On Home British Soldiers
The Wolfetones

Go on home British Soldiers Go on home
Have you got no fucking homes of your own
For 800 years we've fought you without fear
And we will fight you for 800 more

If you stay British Soldiers If you stay
You'll never ever beat the IRA
For the 14 men in Derry
Are the last that you will bury
So take a tip And leave us bloody be

So Go on home British Soldiers Go on home
Have you got no fucking homes of your own
For 800 years we've fought you without fear
And we will fight you for 800 more

We're not British, we're not Saxon we're not English
We're Irish and proud we are to be
So fuck your Union Jack We want our country back
We want to see old Ireland free once more

So Go on home British Soldiers Go on home
Have you got no fucking homes of your own
For 800 years we've fought you without fear
And we will fight you for 800 more

We'll fight them British Soldiers for the cause
We'll never bow to Soldiers because
Troughout our history We were born to be free
So get out British bastards leave us be

So Go on home British Soldiers Go on home
Have you got no fucking homes of your own
For 800 years we've fought you without fear
And we will fight you for 800 more

Go on home British Soldiers Go on home
Have you got no fucking homes of your own
For 800 years we've fought you without fear
And we will fight you for 800 more
Yes, we will fight you for 800 more!
Hacer clic para expandir...

gracias por hacerme conocer esta cancion.... hay una version en vivo en youtube muuuy buena.

"So fuck your Union Jack We want our country back"
Hacer clic para expandir...

todo bien xeneize_manda
si muy buena la cancion Go On Home British Soldiers

otra que tenes que escuchar es The SAM Song esta muy buena tambien puse la letra
 
C

CABJ76

Juvenil
El Estado De Las Cosas
KORTATU

Cuando la impotencia te quema la sangre
la duda disipa la evidencia de las cosas
la falta de precision
T‚ nubla la cabeza
es el odio,
quien gu¡a tus pasos...
No importa,
aunque me digas,
que estoy metido
En una causa perdida.
S¡ lo estable y permanente
es algo inerte
y no puedes precisar el estado de las cosas
la falta de certeza, te oxida las venas es el odio,
Quien gu¡a tus pasos.
Pero no importa,
aunque me digas,
que estoy metido
En una causa perdida.
Como ves mi guitarra no dispara
pero s‚ donde apunto
Aunque no veas la bala.
Pero no importa,
aunque me digas...
 
P

Platini

Juvenil
<center>Nirvana - Smells like teen spirit


Load up on guns and
Bring your friends
It's fun to lose
And to pretend
She's over bored
And self assured
Oh no, I know
A dirty word

hello, how low? (x bunch of times)

With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My Libido
Yeah

I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end

hello, how low? (x bunch of times)

With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My Libido
Yeah

And I forget
Just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard
It was hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind

hello, how low? (x bunch of times)

With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A mulatto
An albino
A mosquito
My Libido
Yeah, a denial
A denial
A denial... </center>
 
G

GUNNER

Reserva
UN HIMNO DE LOS GUNS:

GUNS N'ROSES

[ Civil War ]

"What we've got here is failure to
communicate.
Some men you just can't reach...
So, you get what we had here last week,
which is the way he wants it!
Well, he gets it!
N' I don't like it any more than you men." *
Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before
Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before
My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars
D'you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories
They shot Kennedy
I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fightin'
For their promised land
And
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
Look at the shoes your filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more
My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or human rights
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars
"WE PRACTICE SELECTIVE ANNIHILATION OF MAYORS AND GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS
FOR EXAMPLE TO CREATE A VACUUM
THEN WE FILL THAT VACUUM
AS POPULAR WAR ADVANCES
PEACE IS CLOSER" **
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
I don't need one more war
I don't need one more war
Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway
 
G

GUNNER

Reserva
cita:Originalmente enviado por GUNNER

UN HIMNO DE LOS GUNS:

GUNS N'ROSES

[ Civil War ]

"What we've got here is failure to
communicate.
Some men you just can't reach...
So, you get what we had here last week,
which is the way he wants it!
Well, he gets it!
N' I don't like it any more than you men." *
Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before
Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before
My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars
D'you wear a black armband
When they shot the man
Who said "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories
They shot Kennedy
I went numb when I learned to see
So I never fell for Vietnam
We got the wall of D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom
When it's not in your hands
When everybody's fightin'
For their promised land
And
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
Look at the shoes your filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more
My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or human rights
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars
"WE PRACTICE SELECTIVE ANNIHILATION OF MAYORS AND GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS
FOR EXAMPLE TO CREATE A VACUUM
THEN WE FILL THAT VACUUM
AS POPULAR WAR ADVANCES
PEACE IS CLOSER" **
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
I don't need one more war
I don't need one more war
Whaz so civil 'bout war anyway?
Hacer clic para expandir...
 
C

CABJ76

Juvenil
AMODIOZKO KANTA (CANCION DE AMOR)
Negu Gorriak


TE QUIERO CADA VEZ
QUE CON MI BOLSA,
ME DIRIJO AL AUTOBéS.
TE QUIERO, EN ESE LARGO VIAJE
SIN PODER CONCILIAR EL SUEñO.
TE QUIERO,
CUANDO TOMO UN CAF￾ CON LECHE
EN UN PUEBLO QUE NO ES EL MíO.
TE QUIERO,
CUANDO VEO LOS MUROS GRISES
Y ME DAN UN NéMERO.
MAITE ZAITUT (TE QUIERO),
EN EL MOMENTO DE ENSEñAR
EL CARN￾ Y MIENTRAS ME REGISTRAN.
TE QUIERO, CUANDO TE ESPERO
SENTADO EN LOS DOS METROS
CUADRADOS.
TE QUIERO, CUANDO APARECES
Y ME LO DICES TODO CON LOS OJOS.
TE QUIERO, CUANDO EN LUGAR
DE ACARICIAR TU MANO,
TOCO EL GRUESO CRISTAL
QUE NOS SEPARA.
AMO LOS CINCUENTA Y CINCO MINUTOS
QUE DURA LA VISITA.
CUANDO EL RUíDO DEL CERROJO
ME HACE RECORDAR,
QUE OTRO MES MáS
TIENE QUE PASAR
HASTA VOLVERTE A VER,
PODRíA ESCRIBIR
OTRO TIPO DE CANCIóN,
PERO PREFIERO ESTAR CANSADO.
Y LA FRASE,
LA QUE NO TE CANSA ESCUCHAR,
TE LA VOLVER￾ A DECIR MIL VECES.

AL VOLVER, TAN PRONTO AGARRO UN LIBRO,
ME QUEDO DORMIDO,
PARA ENSEGUIDA EMPEZAR A SOñAR
CONTIGO. Y EN LOS SUEñOS,
TE QUIERO PRECIOSA,
COMO UNA POESíA OBSESIVA
DE XABIER,
COMO UNA NARRACIóN
MOLDEADA POR SARRI,
COMO UN CUENTO
DE OBABA DE ATXAGA,
COMO UNA HISTORIA
SANGRIENTA DE MIKEL.
TE QUIERO.
 
G

GUNNER

Reserva
OTRO TEMAZO:

GUNS N'ROSES - Nightrain

Loaded like a freight train
Flyin' like an aeroplane
Feelin' like a space brain
One more time tonight
Well I'm a west coast struttin'
One bad mother
Got a rattlesnake suitcase
Under my arm
Said I'm a mean machine
Been drinkin' gasoline
And honey you can make my motor hum
I got one chance left
In a nine live cat
I got a dog eat dog sly smile
I got a Molotov cocktail
With a match to go
I smoke my cigarette with style
An I can tell you honey
You can make my money tonight

Wake up late
Honey put on your clothes
Take your credit card
to the liquor store
That's one for you and
two for me by tonight
I'll be loaded like a freight train
Flyin' like an aeroplane
Feelin' like a space brain
One more time tonight

I'm on the nightrain
Bottoms up
I'm on the nightrain
Fill my cup
I'm on the nightrain
Ready to crash and burn
I never learn
I'm on the nightrain
I love that stuff
I'm on the nightrain
I can never get enough
I'm on the nightrain
Never to return-no

(solo Slash-Izzy)

Loaded like a freight train
Flyin' like an aeroplane
Speedin' like a space brain
One more time tonight
I'm on the nightrain
And I'm lookin' for some
I'm on the nightrain
So's I can leave this slum
I'm on the nightrain
And I'm ready to crash and burn
Nightrain
Bottoms up
I'm on the nightrain
Fill my cup
I'm on the nightrain

Whoa yeah
I'm on the nightrain
Love that stuff
I'm on the nightrain
An I can never get enough
Ridin' the nightrain
I guess I
I guess, I guess, I guess
I never learn

On the nightrain
Float me home
Ooh I'm on the nightrain
Ridin' the nightrain
Never to return
Nightrain...

(solo Slash)
 
A

andres_jrs

Suplente
DAMAS GRATIS - Ella


Siempre esta pensando que no la quiero
La verdad es otra ella es mi cielo
si supiera que lloro por ella
sino esta conmigo

Sabe que la adoro ella es mi mundo
y mi amor sincero es tan profundo
sin embargo yo se que a mi lado
yo la necesito

Ella vive pensando que yo no la quiero
y que es por otra que de amor me muero
siempre cree que mi boca no dice verdades
ella vive culpable de duda y pesares

Ella nunca me ha visto pero se imagina
que tengo amantes en cualquier esquina
piensa que soy aquel criminal que asesina
ella dice que soy vino amargo en su vida

Si ella supiera que he llorado por su ausencia
que me falta su presencia
y que es la luz de mi vivir
y que sin ella es la noche mas oscura
y mi cama es piedra dura
no soy nada sin su amor...
 
G

GUNNER

Reserva
MIRALOS - LA RENGA

M¡ralos en su locura
Tratando de ser en el monton
Cada sol expresa su furia
En los desiertos de la decepcion

Como aves que est n por ser
Desechan al miedo dejando crecer
Las ansias de la libertad
Cada uno lleva su alma.

M¡ralos comer en tu mano
Se hace miel tu perdicion
Cada sol a veces se nubla
En los desiertos de la razon

Como aves que est n por ser
Desechan al miedo dejando crecer
Las ansias de la libertad
Cada uno lleva su alma.

Ya los ves como se hacen
Tras el destino de que nunca se sabe
Cada sol que guarda el cielo
Tiene un desierto para brillar.
 
K

Kashmir

Reserva
The Doors - Break on through

You know the day destroys the night
Night divides the day
Tried to run
Tried to hide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side, yeah

We chased our pleasures here
Dug our treasures there
But can you still recall
The time we cried
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side

Yeah!
C'mon, yeah

Everybody loves my baby
Everybody loves my baby
She get
She get
She get
She get high

I found an island in your arms
Country in your eyes
Arms that chain us
Eyes that lie
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, oww!
Oh, yeah!

Made the scene
Week to week
Day to day
Hour to hour
The gate is straight
Deep and wide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through
Break on through
Break on through
Break on through
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 
E

estebangm

Juvenil
cita:Originalmente enviado por ElRengo_Bostero22

Bueno la idea es que pongan la letra de algunos temas que les gusten
Arranco yo:

Hablando De La Liertad:

Hice a mi cuerpo amigo del cielo y la distacia
y me fui a buscarle una verdad a mi corazon.
Algo tan grande como el cielo y las montañas
y tan pequeño como una gota de rocio.
Y ya no estubo mas conmigo mi corazon,
se fue a posar en cada una de las cosas;
y ya no estubo mas conmigo mi corazon,
se fue a fundir con la escencia y la sabia.
Y ahora solo un camino he de caminar,
cualquier camino que tenga corazon.
Atravezando todo su largo sin aliento,
dejando atras mil razones en el tiempo.
Y morir queriendo ser libre, encontrar mi lado salvaje,
ponerle alas a mi destino,
romper los dientes de este engranaje.

Hice un lugar en el refugio de mis sueños
y guarde ahi mi tesoro mas preciado.
Donde no llega el hombre con sus jaulas
ni la maquinaria de la supervivencia.
Me fue mas facil, intentar la vida,
que venderla al intelecto y la conformidad.

Y ahora solo un camino he de caminar,
cualquier camino que tenga corazon.
Atravezando todo su largo sin aliento
dejando atraz mil razones en el tiempo.
Morir queriendo ser libre, encontrar mi lado salvaje,
ponerle alas a mi destino,
romper los dientes de este engranaje.

Dale che,copense asi conocemos los gustos de cada uno :)
Hacer clic para expandir...

Qu‚ Cancion!!, por Dios....

Que grande Renguito...
 
E

estebangm

Juvenil
Aqu¡ dejo una que me gusta mucho, una cancion y letra. Una de varias.

El terco - La Renga.

Cuando mi instinto limpio el cristal
supe que sin mirar igual podia ver
y desafiando a la luz tuve claridad
cuando la noche mas oscura fue.

Cuanto mas, cuanto mas queda en la vida aprender?
Si hasta que brillo el cristal con tantas sombras tropece.
Cuanto mas, cuanto mas, tengo un minuto o la eternidad?
Si siempre me va a golpear, terco y torpe sere hasta el final.

Cuando mi grito destrozo el cristal
super que la libertad era para mi
y desafiando estructuras me deje ser
y solo tuve de modelo mi propia verdad.

Cuanto mas, cuanto mas queda en la vida aprender?
Si antes que rajo el cristal miles de sueños vi caer.
Cuanto mas, cuanto mas, tengo un minuto o la eternidad?
Si siempre me va a golpear, terco y torpe sere hasta el final.

Si me levanto y me vuelvo a caer
y si ya no hay cristales habra una pared
para pegarme una y otra vez.
Siempre que muera volvere a nacer.

Cuanto mas, cuanto mas, tengo un minuto o la eternidad?
Si siempre me va a golpear, terco y torpe, solo, hasta el final
 
C

CABJ76

Juvenil
Karma Police
radiohead

Karma police, arrest this man
He talks in maths
He buzzes like a fridge
He's like a detuned radio

Karma police, arrest this girl
Her Hitler hairdo is
Making me feel ill
And we have crashed her party

This is what you get
This is what you get
This is what you get when you mess with us

Karma Police
I've given all I can
It's not enough
I've given all I can
But we're still on the payroll

This is what you get
This is what you get
This is what you get when you mess with us

And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself

For for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
For for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
Phew, for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
 
C

carloncho_flema

Titular
FLEMA - Botas nunca mas:

Reventar o morir.
Cúal es la meta a seguir?
Vida violenta en las calles.
El que m s tiene es el que m s pierde.
En mi vida sin futuro
no hay l¡mites autoimpuestos.
Excesos de d¡a, excesos de noche.
Perversion y obscenidad.
en la argentina
Gente podrida, terror en las calles.
Cordon policial, piedras y botellas.
Abuso de autoridad.
Botas no, NUNCA MAS.
Botas no, NUNCA MAS.
Botas no, NUNCA MAS.
Goce encasado, placer perverso,
sedismo prohibido, lujuria extrema.
La ley condena a quien perdona.
Cadena perpetua, vida en las sombras.
Ruleta rusa es solo un juego
maldita m quina de matar.
La muerte me alcanza con su guadaña
a quien le puede importar?
rn la argentina
Gente podrida, terror en las calles.
Cordon policial, piedras y botellas.
Abuso de autoridad.
Botas no, NUNCA MAS.
Botas no, NUNCA MAS.
Botas no, NUNCA MAS.
En la Argentina.
Gente podrida.
Que mira y pega.
Que viola y mata.
 
FernandoBostero

FernandoBostero

Idolo
cita:Originalmente enviado por estebangm

cita:Originalmente enviado por ElRengo_Bostero22

Bueno la idea es que pongan la letra de algunos temas que les gusten
Arranco yo:

Hablando De La Liertad:

Hice a mi cuerpo amigo del cielo y la distacia
y me fui a buscarle una verdad a mi corazon.
Algo tan grande como el cielo y las montañas
y tan pequeño como una gota de rocio.
Y ya no estubo mas conmigo mi corazon,
se fue a posar en cada una de las cosas;
y ya no estubo mas conmigo mi corazon,
se fue a fundir con la escencia y la sabia.
Y ahora solo un camino he de caminar,
cualquier camino que tenga corazon.
Atravezando todo su largo sin aliento,
dejando atras mil razones en el tiempo.
Y morir queriendo ser libre, encontrar mi lado salvaje,
ponerle alas a mi destino,
romper los dientes de este engranaje.

Hice un lugar en el refugio de mis sueños
y guarde ahi mi tesoro mas preciado.
Donde no llega el hombre con sus jaulas
ni la maquinaria de la supervivencia.
Me fue mas facil, intentar la vida,
que venderla al intelecto y la conformidad.

Y ahora solo un camino he de caminar,
cualquier camino que tenga corazon.
Atravezando todo su largo sin aliento
dejando atraz mil razones en el tiempo.
Morir queriendo ser libre, encontrar mi lado salvaje,
ponerle alas a mi destino,
romper los dientes de este engranaje.

Dale che,copense asi conocemos los gustos de cada uno :)
Hacer clic para expandir...

Qu‚ Cancion!!, por Dios....

Que grande Renguito...
Hacer clic para expandir...

Me pongo de pi‚ y aplaudo.
 
E

estebangm

Juvenil
Esa estrella era mi lujo - Los Redonditos de Ricota.

Era todo?, pregunt‚
(soy un iluso)
no nos dimos nada m s
solo un buen gesto

Mord¡ el anzuelo una vez m s
(siempre un iluso)
nuestra estrella se agoto
y era mi lujo

Ella fue por esa vez
mi h‚roe vivo
Bah! Fue mi único h‚roe en este l¡o
la ma s linda del amor
que un tonto ha visto soñar
metio mi rock'n roll bajo este pulso.
 
C

CABJ76

Juvenil
Par Mil
Divididos

Que hay de esa imagen en mi cielo
no creo ser tan importante
camino mi propia luz y me siento un haz de luz claridad del propio ser


luz, luz, luz del alma
soy un hombre que espera el alba.


Que hay de esa imagen en mi infierno
si ya fui roto a tomar aire
caminaste por mis brasas
me soñ‚ en la oscuridad
me estrell‚ contra m¡


luz, luz, luz de alma
soy un hombre que espera el alba.


No confunda che pastor
no me interesa tu cielo
toda el agua va hacia el mar

luz, luz, luz del alba
soy un hombre que espera el alma.
 
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