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Black face
02:44
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I'm not there
03:32
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I’M NOT THERE
I’m living in your party, a silent secondary
Watching up to your tower a tower without ladder
Spectator of your success, embraces to your conscience
Don’t have to say I’m sorry, I’m feeling very lonely
I am not there, I am not there,
Foretelling crazy Sundays, a landscape full of flowers
Look for me, if I am, I’m not
I vanish like a shadow, bye
I poke in your mind’s garden, I only need a corner,
To sit down, to be quiet, this summer will be calid
You don’t know what I’m feeling,
In many ways I neither
I’ll make true my desires or set the world on fire
Foretelling crazy Sundays, a landscape full of flowers
Look for me, if I am, I’m not
Foretelling crazy Sundays, a landscape full of flowers
Look for me, if I am, I’m not
Letra de Agustí Rocamora.
Lyrics by Agustí Rocamora.
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No man's land
04:37
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NO MAN’S LAND
Hiding behind the spiral
Rippled of purple and gold
That is the fantasy I’m diving in tonight
Through my ears I feel a roaring demand
You’ll still be gliding on the forbidden planet
(Blinding rules need a riot)
(Blinding rules need a riot)
Blinks of our wicked world,
But my dreams is no man’s land
You’d better knock that door before you spoil my sleep
Blinks of our wicked world,
But my dreams is no man’s land
You’d better knock that door before you spoil my sleep
As I feel more at ease,
Dribble dark reasons of your own
Driftwood I’d die to sink
Sirens, would you start the humming?
Soon I’ll dive, this sand is getting too salted
You’ll have me stomping round the forbidden planet
Blinks of our wicked world,
But my dreams is no man’s land
You’d better knock that door before you spoil my sleep
Blinks of our wicked world,
But my dreams is no man’s land
You’d better knock that door before you spoil my sleep
Letra de Patricia Miralles.
Lyrics by Patricia Miralles.
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Down in the street
03:09
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DOWN IN THE STREET
Down that heavy slide at the front I was gleaming from out to the bone
I live my life having fun
To trace the line I always listen to my heart
You stay off the beat
Having lost your soul on the neat
I’m best, one of the best runners-away down in the street right now
I’m best, one of the best runners-away down in the street right now
Blind as I may seem to your aims
I see style wherever someone’s free
And break a vow if I need
I know it’s wrong but I don’t wanna help it
You stay away from me
For I’m much too cold for your needs
I’m best, one of the best runners-away down in the street right now
I’m best, one of the best runners-away down in the street right now
Letra de Patricia Miralles.
Lyrics by Patricia Miralles.
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Far away cars
03:02
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FAR AWAY CARS
Cars and flee wheels sending us blacked out
I wanna get to you
You use my dreams as empty rough folds
Always remember you
All your witches said you’re not free
Where do you gotta go?
Dare you to speak instead of out loud in a silent way
Well, I’m begging you please for a ride
Oh, but you keep telling me no,
Well I’ll ride now on you
Nothing’s just for sure, I could be wrong all this long
Nothing’s just for sure, always saying I could not
Nothing’s just for sure, you could be wrong all this long
Sitting looking for far away cars
Letra de Patricia Miralles.
Lyrics by Patricia Miralles.
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