Saturday, June 25, 2011

Colores - La Flor de la Biznaga


Yo quisiera ser un ave, yo quisiera ser el Sol, 
yo quisiera ser un ave, yo quisiera ser el Sol.

Amarillo es el canaraio y rosita mi Abuelita,
amarillo es el canaraio y rosita mi Abuelita

Que daria la vida misma por tener otro color,
Que daria la vida misma por tener otro color.

Y que llueva la nostalgia, que sangre el cielo azul,
y que llueva la nostalgia, y que sangre el cielo azul.

Y yo cantando espero, que la vida cambie su color,
Y yo cantando espero, que la vida cambie su color,
color, color, uuh...

Yo quisiera ser un ave, yo quisiera ser el sol,
yo quisiera ser un ave, yo quisiera ser el sol.

Amarillo es el canaraio y rosita mi Abuelita,
amarillo es el canaraio y rosita mi Abuelita

Que daría la vida misma por tener otro color,
que daría la vida misma por tener otro color.

Que llueva la nostalgia, que sangre el cielo azul,
Que llueva la nostalgia, y que sangre el cielo azul.

Y yo cantando espero, que la vida cambie su color,
Y yo cantando espero, que la vida cambie su color,
color, color, uuh...



You yes you - W H O K I L L





Now that everything is gunna be okay
Now that everything is gunna be alright
What if baby I cannot see the sound?
What if baby I cannot hear the light?

Now that everything is gunna be okay
Now that everything is gunna be alright
What if baby I cannot see the sound?
What if baby I cannot hear the light?

What’s that about?
What’s that about?

What’s that about?
What’s that about?

Now that everything is gunna be okay
Now that everything is gunna be alright
What if baby I cannot see the sound?
What if baby I cannot hear the light?

Now that everything is gunna be okay
Now that everything is gunna be alright
What if baby I cannot see the sound?
What if baby I cannot hear the light?

I was born to do it
My daddy had enough so I put my back into it
That man was born to do it too
We didn’t have enough so we cannot sing for you--HA!

If home is where the heart is baby
Then my home is inside you
I don’t need a linen room of diamonds
Yeah a chicken shed will do

If home is where the heart is baby
Then my home is inside you
I don’t need a linen room of diamonds
Yeah a chicken shed will do do do do

I was born to do it
My daddy had enough so I put my back into it
That man was born to do it too
We didn’t have enough so we can-ahhhh!
I was born to do it
My daddy had enough so I put my back in--
Th-th-that man was born to do it too
We didn’t have enough so we cannot sing for you--HA!

Throw your money on the ground and leave it there
You, yes, you

Now that everything is gunna be okay

(In the morning we see some trees. All goodnight to you.) 

Friday, June 17, 2011

Past in present - The Reminder

The scarlet letter isn't black
Gotta know who's got your back
Because they're right in front of you
Because they're telling you the truth

So much present inside my present
Inside my present so...so much past
Inside my present inside my past
Inside my present
So, so

Feeling it from dark to bright
When a wrong becomes a right
When a mountain fills with light
It's a volcano, it's a volcano
It's a volcano, it's a volcano

So much present, inside my present
Inside my present
So, so much past

Inside my present, inside my present
Inside my present
So, so much past

Inside my present
Inside my present...