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La Brecha (The Gap)
06:49
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Música de idas y de vueltas,
De corazones apretados y caderas sueltas.
Esbelta la brecha, esbelta,
Esbelta la brecha, esbelta.
Yo vivo de este lado pero de noche
Me quito el manto blanco y el derroche
Me invita a caminar, cruzar la frontera,
ponerme a bailar.
Esbelta la brecha, esbelta,
Esbelta la brecha, esbelta...
Bajando la loma un día encontré
La Muerte bailando, cantando un bembé.
Pedí a La Parca que me explicara
La razón de su dicha y cantando contestaba:
“Esbelta la brecha, esbelta,
Esbelta la brecha, esbelta”
Cuando pálida de espíritu y flaca de corazón
Yo pego el brinco, salto al vacilón
Esbelta la brecha, esbelta
Esbelta la brecha, esbelta.
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Adivinanza (Riddle)
03:51
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Soy un misterio, un bicho etéreo
Vengo y voy, adivina quién soy.
Sabor al efímero, goce transgénero
Vengo y voy, adivina quién soy
Tu vecino o vecina (adivina, adivina)
Búscame y verás, no aguantarás, te rendirás
Llevo en mi mil posibilidades (un viaje a Hades)
Subo al cielo, te llevo, te llevo y te dejo caer, pendeja que eres.
Búscame y verás, me encontrarás, no aguantarás, te rendirás.
Tu vecino o vecina (Adivina, adivina)
Búscame y verás, me encontrarás, no aguantarás, te rendirás.
¿Ya adivinas ‐adivinaste?
¿Ya adivinas‐ adivinaste?
¿Ya adivinas‐ adivinaste?
Vengo y voy, tu deseo soy!
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Suéltalo
04:16
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Suéltalo, déjalo ir.
Acuéstalo y vete a dormir .
Despídete, olvídate, agárrate, aférrate,
Entérate que ya se fue,
Todo acabó, ya amaneció.
Suéltalo, libéralo ya
Prepárate pa’ lo que vendrá.
Tu príncipe ya nunca fue
Tu sabes bien que solo quedan
Años sin final feliz, es lo que siempre mereciste.
Suéltalo...
Ni una línea más, esta canción ha terminado.
Que corra esa agua bajo el puente del pasado.
Y suelta, suelta, suéltalo, suéltalo.
Suéltalo, empújalo al azar.
Pero regálale una sonrisa al pasar.
No existe en ti ningún rencor,
Tu corazón como una flor
Se cierra al final del día
Pero volvera a vivir si sueltas... ¡Suelta!
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Green
04:08
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Somehow, sometime, somewhere, someday... (bis)
A few days after the rains had ceased
You were home again being nice to me
And the green so green looked white to me again.
The stories you told of places you’d been
Just leave me cold and suddenly alone again
And the green so green looked white to me instead.
You threw everything into a big black bag
And walked out of my life with everything I had
It seemed so mean, yet right to me, yea.
So why is it now that you’re unpacking I find
I pick up the pieces and buy into the lie?
With the green so green outside.
And the green so green looked white to me,
White to me, very white to me.
The green so green looked white to me, yea. (bis)
When you left the snow was flying;
I lay back and I felt like dying.
Now you’re back and spring is in the air,
I got to tell you I really don’t care.
My heart’s a garden requiring attention.
Fragrant with blossoms, too many to mention.
My love’s a flower, a delicate bloom.
Gotta water me, baby, I don’t wanna be locked in no tomb,
No how, no time, nowhere, no way...
What’s the matter now?
I wish I could tell you but I don’t know how.
The green so green looked white to me somehow...
Sometime, somewhere, someday.
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Céline
03:41
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Dismoi, Céline, les années ont passe,
Pourquoi n’astu jamais pensé à te marier?
De toutes mes soeurs qui vivaient ici
Tu es la seule sans mari.
Non, non, non, ne rougis pas, non, Ne rougis pas.
Tu as, tu as, toujours des beaux yeux.
Ne rougis pas, non, ne rougis pas,
Tu aurais pu rendre un homme heureux.
Dismoi, Céline, toi qui es notre aînée,
Toi qui fus notre mère, toi qui l’as remplacée.
N’astu vécu pour nous autrefois
Que sans jamais penser à toi?
Dismoi,Céline, qu’estil donc devenu
Ce gentil fiancé qu’on n’a jamais revu?
Estce pour ne pas nous abandonner
Que tu l’as laissé s’en aller?
Dismoi, Céline, ta vie n’est pas perdue...
Nous sommes les enfants que tu n’as jamais eus.
Il y a longtemps que je le savais et je ne l’oublierai jamais.
Ne pleure pas, non ne pleure pas,
Tu as toujours tes beaux yeux d’autrefois.
Ne pleure pas, non ne pleure pas,
Nous resterons toujours près de toi.
Nous resterons toujours près de toi.
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Once I was a sentimental thing,
Threw my heart away each spring;
Now a spring romance hasn’t got a chance,
Promised my first dance to Winter;
All I’ve got to show’s a splinter
For my little fling!
Spring this year has got me feeling
Like a horse that never left the post;
I lie in my room staring up at the ceiling,
Spring Can Really Hang You Up The Most.
Morning’s kiss wakes trees and flowers,
And to them I’d like to drink a toast;
I walk in the park just to kill lonely hours,
Spring Can really Hang You Up The Most.
All afternoon those birds twitter twit,
I know the tune, “This is love, this is it!”
Heard it before and I know the score,
And I’ve decided that Spring is a bore!
Love seemed sure around the New Year,
Now it’s April, love is just a ghost;
Spring arrived on time, only what
became of you, dear?
Spring Can Really Hang You Up The Most.
Spring Can Really Hang You Up The Most.
Doctors wise prescribed a tonic:
Sulfur and molasses was the dose;
Didn’t help a bit, my condition must be chronic,
Spring Can Really Hang You Up The Most.
I’m all alone, the party’s over
Old Man Winter was a gracious host;
But when you keep praying for snow to
hide the clover...
Spring Can Really Hang You Up The Most.
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Dear Jhon
04:00
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Dear Jhon, you’ll never know how close you came to getting laid.
To having mind and body temporarily enslaved.
I don’t know how you managed; you’re a credit to your gender.
You must have felt what I felt yet did nothing to get in there.
Dear Jhon, you’ll never know how close you came.
Dear Jhon, you’ll never know how close you came to getting laid.
To making all the porn you’ve ever watched and then replayed.
To having in your hands a willing toy, long overdue, Amazed to find herself so suddenly enthralled with you;
Dear Jhon, you’ll never know how close you came.
I came alone instead with a vision in my head
It wasn’t all that bad; it was quite good, in fact.
Unspoiled by reality, one hundred percent free
Of things you might’ve said to spoil the fantasy.
Dear Jhon, if I’ve upset you, my apologies.
Dear Jhon, you’ll never know how close you came to being left
After the best sex that you ever ever, ever had.
Of lying all alone and wondering where the hell I’d gone,
If someday we would meet again and not know,
why and not know when,
Dear Jhon, and then, Dear Jhon, and then and then and then...
You’ll never know, I fear, how close we nearly came.
Did you come alone instead with a vision in your head:
Thighs delicately spread the way I hoped they’d be?
Unspoiled by reality, one hundred percent free,
Of things I might’ve said to soil your fantasy.
Dear Jhon, we did no wrong; amazing isn’t it?
I thought for sure I would,
How I have sinned yet still am chaste.
Dear Jhon, I’m flying out of here now in an hour or two
But thought before I did that I would drop a note to you.
You may say nothing happened and technically that’s true.
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