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Being human with my people

Without being a Jehovah Witness,
God manifests himself in my voice.
I'm not evangelist, adventist nor mormon.
Neither a sanctimonius priest.
I'm not a doctor in laws.
I'm not a thief, nor a whitleblower nor a cop.
Know it!!
 
I am who I am, nothing more,
I'm not more or less than anybody.
My dad is a worker.
And my mom a great woman.
Woman Eva Duarte. Man Juan Peron.
Warrior Argentinian duo.
 
Today it's the opposite, it's all going backwards.
That's why the sad heavy metal singing
insists. Let me go.
 
The century is dying, while foolishness
seems to be a strong coin.
Maybe because idiots feed the evilness
that takes over the good.
Children born of who sang yesterday.
Are the remake of scapism.
 
If you don't have enough to pay a lawyer.
You'll end behind the bars of a cell.
And go fuck yourself.
 
Let me go, let me be human.
With the men of Santa Fe, Mendoza, Tucuman,
Corrientes or of Cordoba.
 
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Oh, What a Life

Some have money in their pocket,
buy something for themselves and are happy for a while
Then we have those who think of girls
and if there is going to be anything today
I know people who always go to school
They read and learn something new every day
I rather go out in the sun
and look at flowers and leaves
 
Oh, what a life
So little time
Can someone tell me what to do?^
Oh, what a life
How is it going to turn out?
I want to be happy when I die
 
I have a friend who runs at meetings
But what should she think and what should she believe?
Then I know one who hangs out in the park
He doesn't know where to live
 
Oh, what a life
So little time
Can someone tell me what to do?^
Oh, what a life
How is it going to turn out?
I want to be happy when I die
 
I fly up among the clouds,
out in the black holes of space
Can I see the ones who have lived
and known how everything is going to turn out?
 
Some wake up at night
and think for a while about what they have done
Some take a few pills
and then go back to sleep quite quickly
 
Oh, what a life
So little time
Can someone tell me what to do?^
Oh, what a life
How is it going to turn out?
I want to be happy when I die
 
Oh, what a life
Oh, what a life
Oh, what a life
How is it going to turn out?
I want to be happy when I,
happy when I,
happy when I die
 

Native feeling

Native feeling in my heart,
gave birth to the song.
For who feels or wants to feel
native pride.
 
It's the curse of Malinche,
the spell of the huinca.
The terrorism of the white god,
Satan and Christ.
 
Mother earth, father sun.
No devil, no sir.
It seems mor coherent
to adore them again.
 
Over the sanctimonius swindle
of the living dead.
Over this destructive path,
or the fear of punishment.
 
Native feeling, native pride.
Gave birth to this song in my heart.
That tries to praise your aboriginal origin.
New blood of the race
that still dreams of being free.
 
Mother earth, father sun.
Living gods, by now.
Great silent witnesses,
of the unaware mankind
and its devouring zeal of hell and torture.
Of the blessed progress,
by brought gods.
 
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sahan to pyariyan

Tere nal pyar yara
Tere nal jahaan sara
Tere nal pyar yara
Tere nal jahaan sara
Pehla rab nalo laiye tera naa
Pehla rab nalo laiye tera naa
Sahan to pyariya chadke na jaae dil lagna ni kalleya da
Sahan to pyariya chadke na jaae dil lagna ni kalleya da
Soneya
Soneyaa
 

Petrol

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I need time, no heroin
No alcohol, no nicotine
Need no help, no caffeine
But dynamite and terpentine
I need oil for gasoline
Explosive like kerosene
Being high-octane and unleaded
A fuel like petrol/gas
 
Need no friend, no cocaine
Need neither doctor not medicine
Need no woman, just vaseline
A bit of nitroglycerin
I need money for gasoline
Explosive like kerosene
Being high-octane and unleaded
A fuel like petrol/gas
 
Give me petrol
 
It runs through my veins
It sleeps in my tears
It leaks from my ears
Heart and kidneys are motors
 
You want to part with something
Then you have to incinerate it
Want to never see it again
Let it swim in petrol
 
I need petrol
 

For me

I love you, I don't wait
You've tied to the heart
You're mine, like the sky
That open in our room
Those eyes, are my eyes
Green like the sea inside you
When you look, I fall in love
And something changes the colour
 
All the life, all the luck
I already have them here, you're for me
All the future, all the present
I already have 'em here, you're everything for me...
 
A road, a destination
a place where it's safe to be
A hug, is enough, to imagine the rest
Those eyes, are my mirror
I don't have to reply to anything else
I love you, I don't wait
Next to me you will stay
 
All the life, all the luck
I already have 'em here, you're for me
All the future, all the present
I already have 'em here, you're everything for me...
 
For my heart, for my happiness
For make a party everyday
For my heart, for my hope
'cause about your love, my love rests
 
All the life, all the luck
I already have 'em here, you're for me
All the future, all the present
I already have 'em here, you're everything for me...
All the life, all the luck
I already have 'em here, you're for me
All the future, all the present
I already have 'em here, you're everything for me...
 
It's everything for me... oh, it's everything for me
 
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Route 76

Route 76 of Buenos Aires
Path that was walked by the natives of Catriel1
Going to the short willow, to visit
Natives rich in windows and Lonkos of Cura Malal
 
For some it's past
For others, it's tradition
I rose a corral of stones
Where I sour my blood
In your muddy margins, route 76.
 
Born in Sierra Chica,
And dies in Lopez Lecube
With direction to the bay
That was white once
There on the sands of Chacicó
Small forts where by decree the gaucho, turned off.
 
Today the face of Roca2
In the bills of one hundred
And your desert footprint
Wakes in me the exiled
Brave men who today
Don't listen, and don't answer
 
Route 76 of Buenos Aires
I'm singing you
And you're waiting for me
Because I must circulate in you to reach
To the rustic corner of the national pride
 
  • 1. A dinasy of chiefs of a native population in La Pampa
  • 2. Julio Argentino Roca, president of Argentina
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The merry-go-round

Eyes more beautiful than yours
No, can't be found, you know
I've met women enough
 
Sit here by me
Don't ask me why
I wouldn't like to waste everything
 
Maybe the image that
Will take shape will be
A different reality
It will always be you and me
 
And like they do in movies
We'll fly higher
We'll hug and then
We'll be alone and away
 
When we love each other it's so beautiful
The world becomes a merry-go-round
Hand in hand we keep wandering
And you, when you smile, are beautiful
 
A swing over there
Come on, let's run faster
You hold my hand, sweetly
 
Me pushing you and you
Aren't afraid because
You feel safer and are mine
 
Now you're tired, I know
I hold you up to, then,
Ask you for a kiss that you
Were already dreaming of hours ago
 
And like they do in movies
We'll fly higher
We'll hug and then
It will be only us
Alone in a bluer world
 
When we love each other it's so beautiful
The world becomes a merry-go-round
Hand in hand we keep wandering
And you, when you smile, are beautiful
 
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The farewell

I picked this twig of heather.
You shall remember fall is gone.
We won't meet again on this earth
Smell of seasons1, twig of heather,
and remember I shall await.
 
  • 1. 'temps' can both mean 'weather' and 'time', 'season' is the best middle ground I could find between the two meanings
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It's Love

Sleepless days
We'd swim across the rivers
Songs playing on full blast
It was love
 
Endless paths
We'd film giant cities
Pluck stars down from Mars
It was love
 
Chorus:
And today you shine
Just lights upon your face
We fell prey to the fever
That captures all who love
 
Just gimme, gimme, gimme springs
Give me everything you want
Give me one more dream
 
A hallucinated caravan
Is coming to greet us
 
You finally laugh
We'd drink up the moonlight
Dancing, there's no one else like you
It's love
 
Paths without an end
We'd cross giant cities
Pluck stars down from Mars
It's love
 
Chorus:
And today you shine
Just lights upon your face
We fell prey to the fever
That captures all who love
 
Just gimme, gimme, gimme springs
Give me everything you want
Give me one more dream
 
A hallucinated caravan
Is coming to greet us
 
Just gimme, gimme, gimme springs
Give me everything you want
Give me one more dream
 
A hallucinated caravan
Is coming to greet us
 
There's a constant wind
Blowing across the fields of joy
It's the incessant echo
Of a talking cricket that reaches your ear
And mine...
 
Just gimme, gimme, gimme springs
Give me everything you want
Give me one more dream
 
A hallucinated caravan
Is coming to greet us
 
Just gimme, gimme, gimme springs
Give me everything you want
Give me one more dream
 
A hallucinated caravan
Is coming to greet us
 

For being myself

Of avoiding loneliness so much
there's nothing that scares me anymore.
Everything I had once,
Today is yesterday. Today is distant.
It's worthless to remember what could happen one day.
It's worthless to cry for the lost time.
Because death is there, waiting.
 
I am who sang yesterday 'Se Vos'1
Today for being myself I move roaming.
The road of the heart,
that is still beating in my chest.
I dream that you'll understand, which was my move.
When the load of time adds to your lives.
If my luck wants it so. It will be true.
 
Is for missing so much that my wound won't close.
I don't know why love hurts me.
It's worthless to remember what could happen one day.
My truth, my reason, with the cedar and the bronze.
Will be kept by the soil. Again.
 
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Don't look me in the eye

Don't look me in the eye, I can't stand those eyes of yours
I see life and death in those eyes 1
 
When I see that sparkle in your eyes, I feel danger 2
And when you close your eyes it becomes a survival boat 3
 
It 4 has a sky in it, a maze and a sea
And I'm lost between her land and her sky 5
 
You charmed all the people around you!, poor them
 
Please wait, I have a loving heart
That has been waiting along time for the right person!
 
Oh I'm pissed off, SO pissed of my luck!
But I don't wanna say it loud, I don't want haters to feel happy
 
My dream committed suicide by throwing himself from the lovers hill 6
The port of love is where I run to from this tiring life
 
Stay with me, don't go
I'm afraid if you go, I'll never get the chance to see you again
 
Here you go, this is my chest keys
Take it and have a look inside my heart
 
Take my hand, and a consider this as one of your good charitable deeds
You are the lover that I want, that my soul wants
 
  • 1. Its kills me and brings me to life
  • 2. Danger of losing control and falling in love
  • 3. He means when he look at her when she's sleeping peacefully, he forgets about the world.
  • 4. The eyes
  • 5. He could mean the rest of her body by 'land' because the skin tone is close to the sand color.
  • 6. He means he lost hope of finding the right person (his dream).
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Be yourself

Come on, why letting,
your dreams go to waste.
If you're not yourself, it will be sad.
If you're not yourself, it will be very sad.
 
Why to fake... if being oneself is winning,
why fool and lie to yourself.
Be yourself, nothing more, and you'll save the world,
even if many make it hard.
 
Let's keep going like we did until here,
promising me that you understood it.
If something goes wrong... let's say it's done!
Who resists make his dreams come true.
 
I know. You'll say...it's hard to hold on.
But who holds on, is who exists.
If that one leaves... Don't cry, don't look behind.
Even if many make it sad.
 
Be yourself, nothing more, and you'll save the world,
why fool and lie to yourself.
I know. You'll say...it's hard to hold on.
But who holds on, is who exists.
 
Why to fake... if being oneself is winning,
even if many make it hard.
If that one leaves... Don't cry, don't look behind.
Life wants to teach you.
 
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For being born

For being born, in this ground.
I made a deal with God
or maybe with the devil, I don't know.
I just remember the order,
of not silencing what was silenced so much.
 
Then, doesn't seem to care.
To who, doesn't seem to feel.
Maybe, because saving the bread.
He thinks, he owns a good living.
 
Poor him.
The right-hand man of the boss.
Whose decrees or shovel hits he orders to boecome law.
To keep safe the loot,
of those who starve the nation.
 
Where I, am dreaming of dying.
Like who is dreaming of growing.
 
Then, doesn't seem to care.
To who, doesn't seem to feel.
Maybe, he prefers to forget,
for the best of his own existance.
 
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Thinking of coming

The car's gearbox is broken
fourth and fifth speed are dead
I'm going on third speed to death
to fulfil with Almafuerte.
 
The thing always
gets hard
sometimes is mud
and sometimes is a rock.
 
If it doesn't freeze a lot
the clouds are down
problematic accident
if dying isn't present.
 
The thing always
gets hard
sometimes is mud
and sometimes is a rock!
 
I'm only thinking of coming
my friends are waiting there yeah!
I must not delay
I must fulfil
my destiny and I will!
 
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Characteristics

Oh you the light of my eyes, my heart is burning because of your tears
He gets sad (the heart) when you get sad
 
I have a burn scar in my heart
It's the result of lifetime of disappointments
 
There is something about you that I'm worried about 1
Thinking of it deprived me from sleep
 
I'll be your shadow and shelter, when you don't find any
I'll be your rain, when you suffer dryness
 
Oh you, the joy of Dubai .. Your face lighten's Dubai
And your soul lightens the city with its cheerfulness
 
You made me a promise
That whenever something makes you upset, you are gonna share it with me!
 
I'm not a person who react to rejection by rejection
And when it comes to people's value, I'm invaluable 2
 
I won't change our traditions as long as I'm alive
Until ships sail in the desert 3
 
I don't go around, I don't copy others, I don't twist things or make people do them by force
I don't betray people or stab them from behind
 
And I like the horse, there's a charm in it when it trots or canters 4
And an eye-lined girl is holding it's halter
 
  • 1. There is something upsetting her that he doesn't know what, check line no. 6
  • 2. I highly value myself, so I don't give it to anyone.
  • 3. Means never
  • 4. Walks or runs
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Motherland on the shoulder

Life is passing and time will run out
It's a thorn I want to take off.
And so my closed wound maybe
Gives me the grace of a thousand freedoms.
Since early started to bark
My inner dog that can't bite.
Maybe because of that I can't appease
The great say-so that invades me daily
That is invading me daily
 
I look for a satanza full of truth
That screams to the world that all is in vain
But I couldn't find it yet
And the nonsense motivates me to the fraud
While I crawl in search of love
With the passion of avoiding the loneliness,
The big whore keeps strolling,
Feeding the delinquential chaos
 
I join the hope of a new dawn
I load the motherland on the shoulder too
And making mine the children of the others
My creole feeling won't go to waste
In the immensity
Won't go to waste
In the immensity
 
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Price of overconfidence

An icy wind awakes you...
 
The glow of the sunrise burns in your eyes.
It's just us now,
under the trees' protective branches ...
Like threatening arms, they stretch out for you,
searching for your living shell.
 
In your face I see fear,
... you suffer without pain
for you notice the presence of death.
I...have brought you here.
I ... have kept you alive,
so I can enjoy watching you die.
... enjoy my world of pain.
 
Among those with the glow of life you wandered,
invisible to my eyes.
You crossed the burden threshold
when you entered my world and stretched greedy
hands after my sanctuaries.
 
How dare you?
 
Your fate becomes my price...
 
... The glow of the sunset burns in your crying eyes,
it's just us now.
Like the darkness of the night covers the earth
I grow over you, you are pitiful.
 
Like a drowning scream, suffocated by the rivers fizz,
my eyes chokes your cry.
As threatening arms we stretch for you,
Here I am one with everything.
My pleasure shakes the mountains as I pull out your
last breath.
 
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Blanket

It rains against the window and you are the contours under my blanket
We leave everything out and we lock ourselves in, just us, it's enough
I can't explain but I think you know, those first days
 
Stay under my blanket
 
In your arms, there was a warmer world
I fled there when it was cold here
Like an angel on the blanket of clouds
I'm not there anymore
 
And it rains against the window, there isn't any shadow under our blanket
You woke me up from sleep but I kept on dreaming here under my blanket
You say forever and I reply forevermore
Nothing lasts forevermore
 
Stay under my blanket
 
In your arms, there was a warmer world
I fled there when it was cold here
Like an angel on the blanket of clouds
I'm not there anymore
 
You're the first chapter of my book and you're the chorus in my song
I saw you yesterday in the metro and I think that you saw me
We didn't say anything
 
In your arms, there was a warmer world
I fled there when it was cold here
Like an angel on the blanket of clouds
But I'm not the way she is
 

Wait and See

You know, it's not as easy as people say to do things by trial and error.
Wait... If you understand me a little more,
There will be better rainfall.
 
'You are so selfish!' I feel alone
when you speak like that, but it will be all right.
We'll get into the answer we found
and the cloudy sky will pass.
 
Who wouldn't step on the gas
even though you see a lot of idle tires in front of you?
It's contradictory.
 
Oh baby, wait and see.(*1)
Sometimes I feel it's not that bad to have a pain.
There is no point in believing
if you don't have to take any risks.
It's impossible not to get lost.
 
Oh baby, can't you see?(*2)
Although I don't really like waiting,
it's too early to make a judgement.
Don't believe something like a fortunetelling.
 
'Love,' I feel sad on my left side,
so I need you.
You think you can protect yourself
by taking a cold attitude?
 
Please give me
the strength to accept what I can't change
and strength to change what I can't accept.
 
(*1 repeat)
Of course you don't wanna take pains
but because you take risks,
the more you fight, the stronger you become.
It's impossible not to be afraid.
 
(*2 repeat)
Although I don't really like waiting,
it's too early to make a judgement.
Don't believe something like a fortunetelling.
 
So baby, wait and see.
There is no wound that can't be healed.
I guess because of taking risks,
the more I love, the more my heart aches.
It's not that bad.
 
Would it be easier
if I could escape far away?
No way,
because wherever I go, I'm still me.
 
If this song is too high for you,
you can sing it lower.
The power of the song remains.
 
A tough time passes,
like a bracelet slipping from your wrist.
Don't believe until you see all there is to see.
 

A thousand ways

I have a thousand ways to show you my love,
my life holds onto you when I look at you
if when I rest my hand on your chest
you feel your presence here inside of me,
it's because your name is in each heartbeat.
 
I have a thousand ways to show you my love,
I put my heart each time I touch you,
so without any word
you'll verify that, deep within my soul
I have only booked a place for you.
 
Because there's a thousand ways of showing so much affection,
and unleash our senses
to live what has not been written.
 
Because there's a thousand ways to celebrate this sacred love,
and thank the infinite sky
the wonder of being by your side.
 
You have a thousand ways to show me your love,
only with a kiss, inside your mouth I melt down,
and you cross my feelings
to anchor yourself in my thinking
of which you are the owner since centuries ago.
 
You have a thousand ways to show me your love,
you are my shelter and best friend
who takes care about me every moment
who loves me one hundred percent
my greatest treasure, you being with me.
 
Just learning.

I Don't Give a Shit

Jerry, think about your future
Jerry, think about what you're gonna be
Jerry, think about your reputation
Jerry, think about your life
Jerry, you're doing well in school, aren't you?
Jerry, you're almost grown up
Jerry, listen to your mom
If only you were like your brother
 
And I don't give a shit about the teacher 1
And I don't give a shit about the principal
And I don't give a shit about everything they fill me with
And I don't give a shit about physics
And I don't give a shit about math
And I don't give a shit about all other fucking science
And I don't give a shit about mom
And I don't give a shit about dad
They say I don't give a shit about anything, but I don't give a shit about that
So I'm running away
 
You can play more gritty
No, this is how it's gonna go
You can play more gritty
No, it's gonna be beautiful
Everyone just nags
About how they want you to be
They're all faggots
I'm thinking about leaving
 
And I don't give a shit about politics
I don't give a shit about criticism
And I don't give a shit about the rotten stench of commerce
And I don't give a shit about old men
And I don't give a shit about old ladies
As a rock artist, I'm always broke anyway
Yeah, I don't give a shit about the whole adult world
Because I don't want to be a humanoid machine
So I'm thinking about leaving
Leaving the city
Leaving this fucking city
Leaving the city
Leaving the city
Leaving the city
Leaving the city
 
  • 1. majen is slang for magistern, or a male teacher
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Without faith

Waking up without your warmth
makes everything look gray,
morning has no sun,
another day without you,
solitude, get out of me,
I don't know what to do.
 
I can't forget about you, I know
I try, and can't keep without you,
without faith.
 
Even though there's no light,
there's still heat
losing you too
was losing myself
help me, come back here
stop this grief.
 
I can't forget about you, I know
I try, and can't keep without you,
without faith.
 
Falling through space I feel you, so far away,
and scream your name, you can't hear it
I can't! (I can't forget about you, I know)
I try and can't keep without you,
without faith.
 
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Why would I want to cry?

Why would I want to cry?
If I don't have a cousin 1 to hear me,
the one who used to listen,
it's living in glory 2
and don't remember me.
 
Who has seen a shepherdess?
decorated with wealthy fur,
and by a crown they've put on her
a little patch of green laurel.
 
Guard of the real gate,
cure my grief 3
that I can't hold it anymore.
 
I'm asking God
to take away the grief my heart has.
 
  • 1. Refering to any woman.
  • 2. She's dead.
  • 3. Interpreting //duquelas// by context, I've never listened to that word in my entire life and couldn't find a definition, not even as a slang.
Just learning.

Tough guy

It's better to not ask about my scars.
Where I've been you'll feel bad.
But this made me tougher.
I was abandoned, I was kneeled
And the Destiny took away everyone dear to me.
Come, check by yourself how tough I am!
Come, love me and hate me,
Hit harder, test how I endure pain!
 
I'll be the tough guy again, I'll make it!
I'll clean the dirt and will rise again.
Put my love on test, I'll be tough!
 
I switch from kisses to lies.
I haven't counted all the hits I received
But they've made me tougher!
Why are you annoyed that I can't be weak?
I felt your nail on my heart.
Dig them again in it to their roots!
Come, love me and hate me,
Hit harder, test how I endure pain!
 
I'll be the tough guy again, I'll make it!
I'll clean the dirt and will rise again.
Put my love on test, I'll be tough!
 
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The Other Day in the Garden

The other day in the garden,
I heard her1 crying,
And I approached,
I told her, while sighing:
“Unhappy are the girls
Who trust their suitors.2
 
  • 1. Technically, it could also be “him,” but I think “her” makes more sense given the context of the final two lines.
  • 2. Or “admirers.”

Spaceman

[(Three, two, one, fire!)]
 
Look, I'm flying again, going through the wall
I'm going today, we'll see it, I'm a spaceman
(Ha-ha)
And it's no use to wait me back home
Before galaxies are shattered
 
Look, I'm flying again, going through the wall
Hey baby, can you imagine that he's a spaceman?
And today galaxies are shattered-red-red-red
And today galaxies are shattered (shattered)
 
Are you a sheep or a lion?
Would you just lie in the dark underneath a blanket?
That doesn't work, your damsel doesn't promise
Let's make the blanket sway
Evenly lethal pace
Many would rather escape
We have time for only this evening, it's not rocket science
 
I'm a great choice
If you wish to get off of Earth's surface
Where the asphalts don't go
Baby, take a spaceman
 
But a wild soul doesn't get along with old wanton women
I've always been more of a spaceman
 
[Refrain]
 
I'm leaving today, see ya
Just as a joke to stir things up a little
When the flame isn't dying down
Born to move and make others get moved
You can't get it with money
Attitude from cradle to coffin
Somewhere there in the Milkyway (our) sense is running away
 
Ray-Bans deep in the head, deep-frozen
You can forget this bowling alley, go away
A wild soul doesn't get along with old wanton women
I've always been more of a spaceman
 
[REFRAIN]
 
(He's a spaceman) 2x
 
Don't say anything, I will tame this
Don't say anything, baby, he's a spaceman (2x)
 
He's a spaceman
 
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He's not part of the clan

Dishonour
Disgrace
You can see the wickedness in his eyes
 
Dishonour
Lies!
Disgrace
Shame!
He brought troubles when he arrived
 
Dishonour
Lies!
Disgrace
Shame!
(He will be an outsider)
You can see the wickedness in his eyes
(We will see you later!)
Dishonour
(Go back to your place!)
Lies!
Disgrace
Shame!
(Go away traitor!)
He brought troubles when he arrived
We will see you later!
 
He grew up in resentment
Defenseless and without love
Let him go away already
But never forget, he won't have forgiveness
Because he's not part of our clan
He has never been part of our clan
 
He's not part of the clan, he's not from here
He lied to us when he arrived, but not this time
For he has the mark of Scar
And we know he will never be part of the clan
 
He's not part of the clan
 
Dishonour
Disgrace
 
Dishonour
Disgrace
 
Dishonour
 
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Re;Re;Re;Re;

It's morning again, time to wake up.
I want to lay down a little longer.
It's night again, time to sleep.
But even so... I don't wanna sleep yet.
 
Return on the last train, departing now.
It's become the norm.
The childish, imagined dream...
Indeed- It retreats entirely.
 

Blow

Can't you hear the sound of the wind? My heart thirsts a little
I haven't seen it, I don't even know its name
However far, I have a hunch someone will call me.
 
Let the wind blow
 
I'll fly away with the wind to the end of the world
Can't you feel it too? The signs are expanding in my heart
I loved completely, with my noisy baby heart
If I was born again differently
I'd want to soar freely like a bird through the sky
 
Let the wind blow
Let the wind blow
 
I want to live in the wind, cheeks full of air
Who knows? Though I tie it everything down, it still blows away
One sighing person
They breathed in the fog and slept
An early afternoon day dream
 
If I was born again differently
I'd want to soar freely like a bird through the sky
 
I can hear the wind blow
I can hear the wind blow
 
I'll fly away with the wind to the end of the world
Can't you feel it too? The signs are expanding in my heart
 

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