la sierra yo me voy Las estrellas y la luna, ellas me dicen donde voy Me gusta tocar guitarra, me gusta cantar el son Mariachi me acompana, quando canto my cancion
We're bred to follow and be devoured, to feed the machine. it's like suicide of the self, the mind. Killing the free will, the transcending. Twisting
on the garden-gate). Seems we made our greatest error when we named it at the start for though we called it "Human Nature" - it was Cancer of the heart
Not a crumb of dirt anywhere we are all alone here and we are dead. Not a crumb of dirt anywhere we are all alone here and we are dead. I am a prophet
A la voz de barco viene Es de ver como vira y se previene A todo trapo escapar Que yo soy el rey del mar Y mi furia has de temer En las presas yo divido
they scar (The) Followers not leaders in war Left to rot is their faith on poles Icons shatter with burning holes Curtains fall on religion's role The cancer
Como es que te vas salvador de la compania, si todavia hay mucho verdor. Si el progreso es nuestro oficio y aun queda por ahi mucho indio que no sabe
en popa, a toda vela, no corta el mar, sino vuela un velero bergantín. Bajel pirata que llaman, por su bravura, El Temido, en todo mar conocido del
{this one is very tricky to make out, so most of these lyrics are probably wrong.} onto the ice flow where all the [?] [?] where heaven put the seeds
L'uomo dai capelli lunghi giro le spalle a tutti quanti poi si volto a guardare il sole e comincio a camminare dove va dove va Passarono gli anni e la
ay, ay ay, ay ay mi amor ay mi Morena de mi corazon me gusta tocar la guitarra me gusta cantar el sol el mariachi me acompaA±a cuando canto mi cancion
onto the ice flow where all the [?] [?] where heaven put the seeds here on the ice flow a tresure dust of grass my drove them engines for [?] onto the
madness Freedom of kids living on the streets Freedom of men working on the fields No one can take that away from them No one, except for the western cancer
s bride Yin and yang discreetly by my side How was it for you Tropic et cancer You win and you lose Get so high and so low And so blue Tropic of cancer
