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Alcohol

Hoy
Fuego, tibio, tiempo, escrito, escrito, tibio, donde resulta el lugar,
frío, vivo, espacio, siglo, siglo, vivo, donde comulga a la par,
fuego, tibio, tiempo, escrito, escrito, tibio, donde resulta el lugar,
Frío, vivo, espacio, siglo, siglo, vivo, donde comulga a la par.
Alcohol, calma y veneno al corazón, sol ven e ilumina, dame razón
mira, que ya el dolor no me da y si me quita, escucha mi sangre y
mi voz como grita
Hoy, alcohol, amor y sol, sol, amor, alcohol y hoy
Nudo, sismo, viento y no, y no, sismo, donde accione el sonar,
nulo, y no, ritmo, sismo, sismo, y no, donde comienza a brillar,
nudo, sismo, viento y no, Y no, sismo, donde accione el sonar,
nulo, y no, ritmo, sismo, sismo, y no, donde comienza a brillar
Alcohol, calma y veneno al corazón, sol ven e ilumina,
dame razón mira, que ya el dolor no me da y si me quita,
escucha mi sangre y mi voz como grita
Hoy, alcohol, amor y sol, sol, amor, alcohol y hoy

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Silent Sight

Come see what we all talk about
People moving to the moon
Stop baby don't go stop here
Never stop living here
Till it eats the heart from your soul
Keeps down the sound of your
Silent sigh
Silent sigh, silent sigh silent sigh
Keeps down all move me down
Could we love eachother

Come see what we all talk about
People moving to the moon
Stop baby don't go stop here
Never stop living here
Till it eats the heart from your soul
Keeps down the sound of your
Silent sigh
Silent sigh, silent sigh silent sigh
Keeps down all move me down
But don't love eachother
No don't love eachother
Never gonna be the same

A man needs to be told

A man needs to be told there is a world going on
There is a world going on
There is a world going on
A man needs to be told to look into the night
He will get lost in the day
He will get lost in the night
A man needs to be told
A man needs to be told
A man needs to be told
A man needs to be told

A young boy once told me
I will be an old man and I am only 15
It wasnt part of the plan
It wasnt part of the dream
Ever wonder how much the man who wrote White Christmas made?
How evolution began
The revolution was fake
A man needs to be told
A man needs to be told
A man needs to be told
A man needs to be told

A man needs to be told
A man needs to be told
A man needs to be told
A man needs to be told

A man needs to be told there is a war going on
There is a war going on
There is a war going on
A man needs to be told there is a truth in his eye
There is a rest in the dawn
There is a point to his life
A man needs to be told
A man needs to be told
A man needs to be told
A man needs to be told

A man needs to be told
A man needs to be told
A man needs to be told
A man needs to be told

Moby - In This World

Moby - In This World




Lordy don't leave me
All by myself

Good time's the devil
I'm a force of heaven

Lordy don't leave me
All by myself

So many time's I'm down
Down down

With the ground

Lordy don't leave me
All by myself

Whoa, in this world

Lordy don't leave me
All by myself

Moby - Sunday (The Day Before My Birthday)

Moby - Sunday (The Day Before My Birthday)




Sunday was a bright day yesterday
Dark cloud has come into the way

They sing to the darkest night
Long before

Why can't I face it
Am I too blind to see
Why did he go
Why did he leave me

Sunday was a bright day yesterday
Dark cloud has come into the way

Oo-oo-oo-oo-oooo
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Why can't I face it
Am I too blind to see
Why did he go
Why did he leave me

Sunday was a bright day yesterday
Dark cloud has come into the way

Oo-oo-oo-oo-oooo
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

KISS

I Was Made For Loving You



Tonight I wanna give it all to you
In the darkness
There's so much I wanna do
And tonight I wanna lay it at your feet
'Cause girl, I was made for you
And girl, you were made for me

I was made for lovin' you baby
You were made for lovin' me
And I can't get enough of you baby
Can you get enough of me

Tonight I wanna see it in your eyes
Feel the magic
There's something that drives me wild
And tonight we're gonna make it all come true
'Cause girl, you were made for me
And girl I was made for you

I was made for lovin' you baby
You were made for lovin' me
And I can't get enough of you baby
Can you get enough of me

I was made for lovin' you baby
You were made for lovin' me
And I can give it all to you baby
Can you give it all to me

Oh, can't get enough, oh, oh
I can't get enough, oh, oh
I can't get enough
Yeah, ha

I was made for lovin' you baby
You were made for lovin' me
And I can't get enough of you baby
Can you get enough of me

Oh, I was made, you were made
I can't get enough
No, I can't get enough

I was made for lovin' you baby
You were made for lovin' me
And I can't get enough of you baby
Can you get enough of me

I was made for lovin' you baby
You were made for lovin' me
And I can give it all to you baby

Peligro
Ely Guerra



Nuevos ojos
nueva piel
nuevas las manos
del placer

Van metiéndose
ya poco dominando
mi querer
mi querer

Y la flor sobre la herida que ha dejado
la tristeza del vacío indeseado
es la flor que va creciendo en la marea
de mi piel

Y al olvido de los días
imagino tus caricias
y te pido
juégate

La aventura que posiblemente sea una más
pero como siempre he sido muy intensa
pienso que te quedarás

Y en el éxtasis de un beso imaginario
mis tragedias forman parte del pasado
y me guardo la visión maravillosa
en la piel

Y en el éxtasis de un beso
imagino más que eso
y te pido juégate

Y al olvido de los días
imagino tus caricias
y te pido quédate

Y en el éxtasis de un beso imaginario
mis tragedias forman parte del pasado
y me guardo la visión maravillosa
en la piel

Y en el éxtasis de un beso
imagino más que eso
y te pido quédate

Sweet Child O' Mine

Guns N' Roses - Sweet Child O' Mine



She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
She takes me away to that special place
And if I'd stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry


Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine


She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by


Sweet child o' mine
Sweet love of mine


Where do we go?
Where do we go now?
Where do we go?
Sweet child o' mine