Testi:
Los Del Río

quien son las horas perdidas de quien son los soles que miras, donde van las almas errantes donde mueren los elefantes. Solo quisiera aprender como se puede leer, el mensaje del

Dusk brings a last breath The last beat from a dying Heart of a once great Pharaoh destined for the Journey, A last quest A last hope to pass through

Tu te retournes doucement, c'est ton histoire qui commence Mais il te reste si peu de temps et derriere toi le fleuve aussi veille. Seuls les avions

I'm sitting on the edge of the bed cryin' I'm sitting on the edge of the bed cryin' I sat staring at my toes, how am I meant to know That someone'

My precious wife, I am in shambles I am crumbling, I am Was it something I did Bid the tide to climb so high that it ripped our shore up I can fix it

Now speak of anger, forget all the fears you've kept about love and sex and death and faith, erased, or swinging sweet from around her neck and between

I guess you didn't notice but I get this all the time I know what you're doing here You've come here fighting loneliness And you wish you were mine Well

[1] Ain't gonna work on the railroad Ain't gonna work on the farm, Gonna lay 'round the track Till the mail train comes back Then I'll roll in my sweet

we shall gather at the river with eachother cause you're my brother dip our souls in the water for the healing of eachother be saved, sanctified freed