Letras-de-musica

Get outta my way I m gettin tired of you There ain t no chance Doin what you wanna do […]

Fornicators in wooden silence Throw grubsteaks on the offering plate Supplication congregation Count the creases in your face Prophet preaches

Aya Marcay Quilla Nunca pierdas a tu niño en tus brazos. Nunca sufras tal dolor. Te parecerá que el mundo

Kentucky Woman she shines in her own kind light She looks at you once in a day And what s

Sick City Sick city, yeah, restless people Sick city burn their houses down To make the sky look pretty What

Bebe en mi cántaro Cómo olvidar que fuimos dos corriendo al valle sin temor que de tu mano dibujé mi

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We got a Mandrake Root It s some thunder in my brain Feed it to my babe She thunders just

Campesino has de traer el sol Bajo el cielo del amanecer, desnudo y bello quiere nacer el nuevo día que

Boy: I was baby-sitting my little cousin, and his father has these, this little stash of these little women magazines

Bright red flashes in my mind Remind me of a foregone time Blackened faces, broken romance Blackened faces My broken

Cecilia en la ciudad Como una flor sobre el oscuro andén, con su valija y su tapado azul, Cecilia está