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Treachery (Where did the summer go?)
Where did the summer go?
She stole it treacherously
Bad days to be a rover
be a rover, be a rover here
Some say behind the clothes
one just can find skin
but there are flesh and bones
there are flesh and bones and we can bleed
She stole it treacherously
She stole it treacherously
She stole it
Treachery... and all that was because of me.
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Someone's Nightmare Blues.
Musty breath, exploding heart, a pressure in the chest, I gotta go
I wake up in a bone-yard, sick to death and wet, I gotta go,
I know, I gotta go,
where should I go?
If not a soul will wait for me at home.
A candle light is trembling,
it paints my skinny shadow on the walls,
I look around, there is none, but nonetheless don't feel myself
alone, I know, I gotta go,
where should I go?
If not a soul will wait for me at home…
go, oh baby please come and knock at my door
if you're with me I'll have a place called home...
It is terribly kind of you,
I don't know what to say,
I have to recognize that one day I lost my faith,
but now I go, oh yes we go,
If I'm with you I have a place called home...
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About Doves & Hawks
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About Doves & Hawks.
It rains it's seems is not sane
two doves court in the roof
sheltered, behind the neon lights on the other side of the street.
The hawks are almost ready,
they're almost ready to migrate
because they realize that somewhere in this town there is a hot prey.
A sweet young girl dressed in blue,
gracefully glides across the scene
she doesn't realize that happiness is such a hot prey.
Eating and not be eaten,
n 'that's what life is all about
being predator or prey, it's a rule of the game if you play…
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Come Closer
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Come Closer.
Come closer, I'm gonna tell you secrets if you know what I mean,
brave waters are beautiful to see but if you swim they could kill
you.
Hold my hand, I'll be the one who can protect you form evil and
pain,
come closer, if you don't mind to sit with me its so comfortable
here.
Need your help, need you to be my hands and feet since your love
got me blind,
come closer...but then OK, if you regret its not up to me.
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Four Seasons Love
02:44
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Four Seasons Love.
Autumn leaves falling calmly, and muddy puddles, cold streets,
are nice old memories…
Guys with knives making trouble, revealing hate, running away
from violent families.
Then he goes and she goes, and they go where flowers grow, then
they play without knives but they are bleeding, and it's cold, and
it's cold, and it's cold cuz winter is close...and their time is
finished, shes gone.
Love runs faster than seasons, when summer came she found a
place in someone else's arms, she couldn't skip spring from
coming and she forgot about the love that once was pure and safe.
Then he goes and she goes, and they go where flowers grow, then
they play without knives but they are bleeding, and it's hot, and it's hot, and it's hot cuz summer is close...and their time is
finished, he's gone.
Running away from violent families, guys making trouble,
growing up in the streets, a four seasons love and a reason to keep
running away from violent families.
Then he goes and she goes, and they go where flowers grow, then
they play without knives but they are bleeding, then it's hot, or it's
cold, it doesn't matter at all, cuz their time is finished, she's gone.
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Wolves Rats & Crows
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Wolves Rats & Crows.
We are like the wolves in the timber,
we follow the moon in the night,
howling loud to the sky,
running across your nightmares,
keep your guard up with us...
We are like the rats on the ratpack,
we belong of the ratking,
one is all, all is one and that is our proudness,
keep your guard up with us...
We are like the crowes on a dry branch,
we are waiting to take flight,
we don't mind about the famer,
we don't mind about the scarecrow,
keep your guard up with us.
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Black Toska Madrid, Spain
/ˈtō-skə/
"At its deepest and most painful, it is a sensation of great spiritual anguish, often without any
specific cause. At less morbid levels it is a dull ache of the soul, a longing with nothing to long for, a sick pining, a vague restlessness, mental throes, yearning. In particular cases it may be the desire for somebody of something specific, nostalgia, love-sickness"
Vladimir Nabokov.
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