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Baciala

dilaga libera senza piu' una sponda hei, baciala in bocca questa vita prima che si dimentichi di te prima che ridiventi vuota come una tazza sporca di caffe' baciala

(S. Williams) Won't you come along with me, To the Mississippi We'll take a boat to the land of dreams Steam down the river, Down to New Orleans The

Sigue, sigue tu vida No digas nada, que esta historia es conocida Quise dar una razon Nunca mas escuche tu voz Sinceramente te prefiero tan lejos como

Loca , loca , loca Te volviste loca y disparaste frente ami que te habias enamorado hace unos anos sin decirme nada entonces la emocion confirma el sentimiento

Deja que tus ojos me vuelvan a mirar, deja que tus labios me vuelvan a besar, deja que tus besos ahuyenten las tristezas que noche tras noche me hacen

You did what you did You're a fucked up kid And now you sit and reflect On all of the shit Behind my back a leader with no skills Just the site of you

The summer air so thick, black clouds above move in. What a day to be granted freedom. Fourteen years felt like fourteen life times. You're gonna learn

n explosion of life. A billion versions of me racing for the light. No navigation or bearing, relying only on instinct, to secure my existence. As I

Were all falling for the lies of The Governments. An Earth of grace, untouched by human instinct. The oceans pure, soiled by your greed. These corporate