: Village au fond de la vallee, comme egare, presqu'ignore. Voici qu'en la nuit etoilee un nouveau-ne nous est donne. Jean-Francois Nicot il se nomme
: It's all from the heart I say Back down but we've come a long way walk the path to an early grave see so much hate and so much heartache when we thought
: Mi chiamano Gue' Pequeno, Club Dogo e il nome della mia Gang...Strettamente per Luzi e Gianni Gozze Krudality Sound...Fermiamo questo fottuto treno
: Me miras y no se, si acercarme. Quisiera desnudar tu pensamiento, y lograr entenderlo. Y estoy a tres segundos de rozarme, con tu mano. Pero no debo
: The train was leaving at 10 after 10 I got to the station just in time to check in I've been bumpin' my bags all around I'm trying hard to never knock
: Twenty-three years old. Am I really ready to leave her? Because I've lost myself. I've been gone for the past few years. Am I really ready to be here
: Trains and bloats and planes are passing by They mean a trip to Paris or Rome For someone else but not for me The trains and the boats and planes Took
: We go our separate ways through the portals of love truth was in creating, not the aftermath can't say i was nothing before you came into my life
: To watch crippled hands create a fire, to sketch an arrow, to burn beside her. The blood of pattern, the sound of eggs drop, our lips of old, oh how
: (Fire as a metaphor) late night collision, two machines cross paths unexpectedly. Oddly, their engines conitued to run individually, as if oblivious
: I'm seeing long strips of wheat, and dry winds, I'm seeing that you're no longer alive, and that I hold against you. I'm seeing anxious lines of automobile
: katahdn. the eerie cold of the morning. the sun shining through the pines. in the distance a fish rises to an insect. giving birth to infinite
: (Chorus) Skam: Yo I'm tryin to be the man of the day Three six five a year See the bullshit you sayin, Skam ain't tryin to hear (Fuck that!) Bustin
: qe importa lo qe digan de mi vida la qiero mientras dios me lo conseda qe importa qe me digan qe es muy falsa la qize i la qiero todavia si acazo
: Si piensas que soy pesimista es que no has comprendido nada yo lanzo la critica a esta vida disecada pero eso no me complace no me quedo yo en la grada
: Doctor, doctor, como puedes saber si te has vuelto loco doctor, la gente cambia, la gente cambia, me crie asi, me crie asi, digame de una vez lo que
: Domingo, noche a solas, con el diario en mi habita. En el vinilo un piano gira y yo recopilo versos para dar salida a un nuevo texto. Todo esta dicho
: Mientras rimo esto, un dia cualquiera, el hambre y la miseria dejan un nuevo cadaver en la acera. En el cuartel saludan la bandera, y aqui fuera la