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| I need some junk To shoot in my veins Would you give me some To relieve the pain?These city streets Are drivin’ me insane I tried laundry detergent But it’s not the same. I need some food These city streets My face is a wreck These city streets I’ll pray tonight I need some help, i |
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Steve Vai – Flex-able – Junkie 1984
Federico García Lorca – La guitarra
Empieza el llanto
de la guitarra.
Se rompen las copas
de la madrugada.
Empieza el llanto
de la guitarra.
Es inútil
callarla.
Es imposible
callarla.
Llora monótona
como llora el agua,
como llora el viento
sobre la nevada.
Es imposible
callarla.
Llora por cosas
lejanas.
Arena del Sur caliente
que pide camelias blancas.
Llora flecha sin blanco,
la tarde sin mañana,
y el primer pájaro muerto
sobre la rama.
¡Oh guitarra!
Corazón malherido
por cinco espadas.
Changes
feel unhappy
i feel so sad
i lost the best friend
that i ever had
She was my woman
i loved her so
but it’s too late now
i’ve let her go
I’m going through changes
i’m going through changes
We shared the eve’s
we shared each day
in love together
we found a way
But soon the world
had its evil way
my heart was blinded
love went astray
I’m going through changes
i’m going through changes
It took so long
to realize
that i can still hear
her last goodbyes
Now all my days
are filled with tears
wish i could go back
and change these years
I’m going through changes
i’m going through changes
