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1043 days away
03:31
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We are optimistic, this time we’re gonna do it, we are optimistic
Not too realistic, because this is how do it, but we are optimistic
Find other time; we are doing this tonight, too loudly!
You are so pathetic, always getting nothing, you are so pathetic
Please don’t be obsessive, you’re not gonna get it, don’t be so obsessive
One thousand and forty three days away from the first time
A new age is coming, it’s going to be the best one
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Caribbean clouds
04:08
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Far away, I saw a monster in a lake, columns growing out of the sea,
Stone age caves, the kings of metal over a hill… and some men I’d like to kill
I saw a sunset, while sailing through the sky. Titicaca, stay the same, please…
Some scary cliffs, that were hitmen in the past… the death road for the living ones
I just, want you to know that, There’s nothing, no matter what… there’s nothing as big as the Caribbean clouds
I saw some dark streets in a really shinning town, opened doors of forbidden halls
A marble temple, showing off over the trash of a crowded Indian path
I just, want you to know that, There’s nothing, no matter what…nothing as big as the Caribbean clouds.
…I want you to know that…
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Before they stole us the sun, we were pale. Before we woke up too late, they were gone
This hate was born when the robbers thought that their lies were the truth
For forty years, “it’s always been like this”, in their minds
Too many things to say, too many fools to put up with, everyday
Let’s turn the TV off and make the outrage into facts, tragic facts
Ezberdina somatzen zuten dena amaitu zen
Beharbada ez gintuzten ulertzen hizketan
Too many things to say, too many fools to put up with, everyday
Let’s turn the TV off and make outrage into facts, tragic facts, bloody facts; useful facts!
Aitzakien aroan zein zaila den haien sokeei eustea
Husturik gaudela konturatzen garenean, orduan, beranduegi, izango al da?
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High
04:27
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The main goal of his life has always been to hide in the deepest hole of the earth
The Old town, his new home, a place to grow. Hidden caves that offer what he’s looking for
In these bunkers, between monsters, he started feeling safe
He now climbs up the Penrose steps, he is higher than anyone else
Everybody laughs with him, everybody laughs at him
Please don’t let him down
In these bunkers, between monsters, he started feeling safe
He now climbs up the Penrose steps, he is higher than anyone else
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In debt
03:30
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I’m exploding in front of you so that my boiling blood reminds you that your base is falling down
And when you become dry, my ashes will block your lungs so that your dry cough reminds you the pollution of your
factories
My heart is running out of blood, with all this rage he feels around
Will you be able, to walk proudly, when the time proves that your journey has landed in our roof?
Will your greed be a source of pride when the uprising of the poor finally becomes truth?
My heart is running out of blood, with all this rage he feels around
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6. |
What lies below
03:39
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…And one day, you know, suddenly all changed when the old threat became real, again
Heavy weight over my head for years, will it blow up some day?
And I try to pretend I don´t feel when the death blow will come
But I know we both know our journey is nothing but a quiet room
Now I’ve got used to find myself alone
Or wandering within these old chords
Those old songs, they just put me up, not for long
remembering me what lies below
And I try to pretend I don´t feel when the death blow will come
But I know we both know our journey is nothing but a quiet room
“One more day no pain no gain”, she doesn’t hide in any cave
And demands a face to face with her future
And I try to pretend I don´t feel when the death blow will come
But I know we both know our journey is nothing but a quiet room
She won’t be alone again
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Bolivia
04:07
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Is there something else for me, something else I’ve never seen, something in my sugar dream?
Deserts and volcanos seem to be faithless about my sin… Am I dreaming, is this real?
Is there something else for you, something else you’ve never seen, something in your fever dream?
Jungles and the river seem to be happy when you visit them… Are you dreaming, is this real?
Horizon is telling me, to seek her, to find her, to love her, no more… But she is not alone
Is there something else for them, something else they’ve never seen, something in their pipe dreams?
The money of cocaine seem to be killing many dreams… Are they safer in “The Peace”?
Horizon is telling me, to seek her, to find her, to love her, no more… But she is not alone
I wish I was still living the ventures that made me what I am, the eternal roads and journeys, the cheapest food of the
southern cone
La tierra impasible, que nunca para de caminar
La mina de belleza sin marchitar
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Journey
01:21
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Guts
04:06
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I’m the one who never asked a question, I’m the one who lies over his dreams
Always blind, I’m always in the darkness, even when the sun shines in the sky… This is me after all
I saw one really shining bubble, the biggest one that I’ve ever seen
“It Isn´t real!”, shouted my poor brain… Even so, I walked toward it
But I’m too afraid again, so I will stay in this place
Now I miss the voice who says “try it harder!”
From the end, to the end; in the end we’ll have to stay
We’ll know if this fight is worth enough… but this time I will let it go
Nowadays, I miss that shining bubble, that big one, that one day I saw
It wasn’t mine, but I would like to hold it… Meanwhile I will try change myself
But I’m too afraid again, so I will stay in this place
Now I miss the voice who says “try it harder!”
From the end, to the end; in the end we’ll have to stay
We’ll know if this fight is worth enough… but this time I will let it go
“Please don’t look at me, please don’t do it, please don’t look at me, please just let me go…”
“Hey, now look at me, come on, do it, hey now look at me, I won’t let you go”
I am not afraid anymore and I won’t stay in my place
I don’t miss the voice who says “nothing happens”
Now I know, in the end what my journey’s made me learn
“Most of all you must enjoy yourself”; this time I won’t let it go
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10. |
The narrow land
03:11
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Do you want to hear me telling, a sad story, a really tragic tale?
A tricky problem, oh my friend, but around me no one seems to care
It’s my fate
It all began six years ago, the moon was shining through the Cuban rum
With pockets close to the floor, we have never felt so light before
But, suddenly, I fell apart, when I saw you in the pub
I had nothing to do there
Because I was with my friend, the fucking shame, again
Even so the path went on, we learnt how to fall in dry floors
But they try now to win their battles, the narrow land has trapped them for long
But, suddenly, I fell apart, when I heard you in the park
I had nothing to do there
Because I was with my friend, the fucking shame, again
In the narrow land all seems too large
I’m currently worlds apart (too many worlds apart), when I feel you in my heart
Now my journey’s not to escape (now my journey’s not to escape)
Because I said goodbye, to my fucking friend, the shame
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Daily funnel
05:08
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Can I ask you about the past? about the childhood? nothing lasts forever
Many changes in our maps, the treasure is lost
I remember we used to feel as if nothing mattered in that waste of time
Now I know what’s all about, about today, about these days:
I know nothing; all I do is improvise, as always, every day is a novelty
My journey is an everlasting night
Does the chaos of our lives, make you scared of your future times
You feel weaker every day and every night, beyond your time
What you don’t know, or don’t want to admit, is that your fear is your written fate
A daily funnel is directing you to space, there’s no escape!
I know nothing; all I do is improvise, as always, every day is a novelty
My journey is an everlasting night
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