The long wave asphalt crushing words,
looks lost over the windows, beyond us ...
return wears headache and pain of soul,
silences in each floor digs inside himself .. From
koma try to re-emerge, in the fog my
lysergic acid, which was now
omadonna,
was today or last night?
20 nights and short days ...
me feel now that I come back ... now that
fiesta is gone,
peace love and endless joy ...
(Como, a stream como el mar, como el sol)
joy ... INFINITE ...
(Luz de luz me mata pain) ...
infinite joy
(Como, a stream como el mar, como el sol) ... ... Finally
(Luz de luz dolor me mata) ... I'd pay for
This vibrates good for
always have one when he plays,
port in those smiles, words, looks and faces. And some still wonder
of the sacred fire that unites us, shook
c h strong soul and forget no more!
And the Bard knows this, he illuminates the city, singing
struggles, a W on the road and a true friendship W,
which is a rare thing, an ocean that separates us,
toast to you and this life ,
peace love and endless joy ...
(Como, a stream como el mar, como el sol) ... INFINITE
joy ...
(Luz de luz dolor me mata) ...
infinite joy
(Como a rio, como el mar, como el sol) ...
infinite joy
(Luz de luz me mata pain) ...
(Roy feel like splitting with the trumpet
this is the recipe buena onda
hear the trumpet, crease the bomb, the bomb fold ...)
toast to you and this life, love and peace
endless joy ...
(Como, a stream como el mar, como el sol) ... INFINITE
joy ...
( Luz de luz dolor me mata) ...
infinite joy
(Como, a stream como el mar, como el sol) ...
infinite joy
(Luz de luz dolor me mata) ...
From koma try to re-emerge, in the fog my
lysergic
omadonna was now,
was today or last night?
20 nights and short days ...
me feel now that I come back ...
now that the fiesta is gone,
peace love and endless joy, endless joy
... ...
endless joy ...
infinite joy ...
(Roy feel like splitting with the trumpet
this is the recipe buena onda
hear the trumpet, bending the bomb, the bomb fold ...)
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