.... Luna loca embriaganos, el camino amigo que empezo Letra de Luna loca - Karamelo Santo - sitiodeletras.com y a llegar a ese lugar, danos balas de nuevo.... Luna
mucho peor es ahogar su destino. El mundo es de todos tienen que pasar aqui entramos todos o aqui no entra ni Dios ni Ala. Dulces noches de luna y pateras
When I was young I spoke like a child, and I saw with a child's eyes And an open door was to a girl like the stars are to the sky It's funny how the
Life can be good Life can be bad Sometimes our mind is floating A sea of doubt A number 1 Right off the track Sometimes it all hangs by a thread But
They said the surface was suffocating, They said the distance wasn't worth the waiting. They said the pressure could crush the spirit of a man, But
I was young I spoke like a child I saw with a childs eyes And an open door was to a girl Like the stars are to the sky It's funny how the world lives
Do you feel little nervous now? Has someone come along, played you for a fool? If that's what they told you back home, don't worry Everything's real cool
Undead ... and still suffering, Always suffering. Wooden stake, come, impale my heart ... - Driven through this ancient heart ! Holy water, heal my wounds
[Blackmore/White/Night] With a rebel mind and a gypsy heart No place could ever be home Drawn like a wolf to the moon it calls to my soul Ain't got no
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conmigo morena a santo domingo y en que me voy yo ven bailalo,ay ven bailalo,ven gosalo,ay ven gosalo que la rumba eta' buena y conmigo morena a santo
la marea en sede Cumbiamoura Y sem ti el mundo desiste Cumbiamoura Si no estas la arena siente Cumbiamoura Un deserto de areia quente Cumbiabina Como un santo
los cuentos que la luna relata aprendi a caminar sin mapa? A irme de caminata sin comodidades, sin lujo? Protegido por los santos y los brujos? Aprendi
mi campo Y la lluvia cai aqui Des del rio oigo el canto Santo dios csta aqui Oir tu voz de alma santa Siento que es por venir Saca alas a tu vuelo Paloma santo
el acero afilado de los probables colgado vigilante junto a la luna. Soltar todo y largarse. Qu fascinante volver al santo oficio de la veleta, desnudando
Comm'e stretta 'sta via A 'ggente nun ce cape Se fa 'na prucessione Ce cammina chianu chianu Nun e muorto nisciuno Nun e 'o santo e nisciuno Nun se sente
