Translation: Ruben Blades. Ligia Elena.
Now when your mother sends back all your invitations And your father to your sister, he explains That you're tired of yourself and all of your creations
Owh girl, owh girl Owh girl, owh girl Pretty boy with a gun, bang-bang, fun-fun Pretty girl with a knife, watch your back it's your wife Heroin, load
When your mother sends back all your invitations And your father to your sister, he explains That you're tired of yourself and all of your creations Won
All my life I've been poor boy son, scratching for my meat I have been kicked in my teeth till the blood run hot and sweet Seen a lot of living my friends
One dream in my heart, One love to be livin' for, One love to be livin' for This nearly was mine. One man for my dream, One partner in paradise, This
One dream in my heart One love to be living for One love to be living for This nearly was mine One girl for my dreams One partner in paradise This promise
Violence, is it your answer, is it your plan? Your heritage, a crossover between life and death It's a must be fan raging in its cage And I can see it
[Jarva et al.] The ROAD is LONG. For it's got NO END. The sand is BURNING and the river's DRY. The NIGHT is LONG when my guiding light Is DYING OUT
Dog-gone soul is better off dead now Hear my words and hang your heads down Flames are growin' higher, higher... We're caught down in a ring of fire...
They try to fuck us... They always did... They try to break us... They never will... You thought me dead, boe! Well I'm alive... They try to sweep us
I don't wanna wake up in the morning And find myself in a world of shit... Don't wanna wake up in the morning It's a different day but the same ol' shit
[Luttinen, Valanne, Jarva et al.] Clean your SPIRIT.It's gonna clean your SOUL. When that BLUESKYMAGIC makes you WHOLE. Again! And again! And AGAIN!
You know the feeling when you're locked in a dark and lonely place, barely alive from another Night of the Iguanas And instead of trying to find a door
[Florida, Jarva et al.] Over here, fella!. He-hey, You Mister! Why don't you LISTEN? A few WORDS from a POOR OL' guy now. Just wanna tell you 'bout
So divine... And so godlike... The substance that runs in your, runs in your, runs in your veins! (That runs in your veins!) Ethereal... Ichor... The
[Original version on the album "Tender Prey" by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds] [(C) Dying Art Ltd.] You better run You better run and run and run You better
Dive into nothingness Forget that we exist And feed our souls to stray dogs At the gates of bliss We all shall be dismissed To drown ourselves in pools