1. |
Oh My God
04:38
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He doesn't understand
why frequently you hear, a crackling noise in a motion
He doesn’t understand,
why the sand’s golden and sparkles, with sheer diffraction
All these lies, witch are made,
Loosing faith,
He hits a wall
He doesn't understand
why trough your heart, you feel a suffering joy pulsating
He doesn’t understand why
the sand moves as a pure distraction
All these lies, which are made,
On his head,
He Troughs in the towel,
Oh my god he sleeps among desert dogs
Abandoned nights, letters emerging on Americain trains
II said « if you really meet the sky
if you want to, you can follow it's path
Flowing in your heart, my heart
Oh my god
He’s heavy handed
He's no more need, to push my buttons
Our gold city ruins, engulfed
Oh my god
I think he knew it
From The day he said he's sorry
That open morning he felt to grow
Grow
Oh my god, it’s been 6 months, since he called
This voice is my brother’s voice
Peyote accent far from home
Oh my god
Oh my goodness
It’s gonna be tuff
Oh my god
Oh my god
He’s heavy handed
He's no more need, to push my buttons
Our gold city ruins, engulfed
Oh my god
I think I knew it
From The day he said he's sorry
That open morning he felt to grow
Grow
Oh my god
Oh my god
Oh my god
Oh my god
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2. |
Coatlicue
03:16
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Hour After Hour
Hour After Hour
After Hour
I am my own God
I understand I’m as perfect as you
When I know who I am I you
I am my own guide
I ride the « 27th » on full moon
I am my own guide
It works it works
it seems it seems
to work, to work
for real, for real
I am my own guide
It works it works
for real, for real
I my own God
I understand I am as perfect as you
When I know who I am I you
Hour After Hour
Hour After Hour
After Hour
When I know who I am, I am you
Hour After Hour
Hour After Hour
After Hour
Hour After Hour
Hour After Hour
After Hour
Hour After Hour
Hour
My feet are firmly on the ground
I live the materiel and hidden world
Ears capture every sound
I met the real and hard world
Skin draws delicate waves
I’m doing the one and only
work
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3. |
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My heart isn't your heart
I do what I want
My heart isn't your heart
I do what I want
Ahhh
Do I do what I want?
Do i know what I want
Do I do what I want?
Do I know what I do?
X2
Les larmes c’est pas pour toi
J’épluchais des oignons
Do I do what I want?
Do i know what I want
Do I do what I want?
Do I know what I do?
X2
I thought I was talking to you but I was talking to me
Les larmes c’est pas pour toi
J’épluchais des oignons
Transparente je l’étais
Transparente je le suis en partie
Transparente je serai oh oui
Transparente j'espère avant la nuit
Transparente comme un spectre
Transparente maintenant et ici
Transparente et honnête,
Limpide,
Transparente et belle a mon avis
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4. |
Strange (feat. La Chica)
03:51
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Was it a common day without anything strange
when you appeared into my life ?
I feel you as an open space, a familiar sensation.
But then I projected ourselves in yours eyes
Bring me straight to wonderland
In a concrete way of speaking
The-man-of my dreams grows inside me
You are my lover
It is a simple day without anything strange
As I keep on learning
I’m increasingly wondering
I’m increasingly wondering
As I keep on learning
As I keep on learning
Blundering nights
Blundering nights
Are pushing me through deep doubts
Phone doesn’t help it all
Phone doesn’t help it
Books do help more
Yoga does help more
Hay polvo blanco en todas partes
Limpié varias veces
Pero me cuesta respirar
El viento se enojó
Mi corazón se desplazó
Mi cuerpo corto circuita mi cerebro
Mi cuerpo corto circuita mi cerebro
Moviendoel aire tierno
Was it a rainy day without anything strange ?
Was it a regular day without anything strange ?
Bring me straight to wonderland
In a concrete way of speaking
The-man-of my dreams grows inside me
You are my lover
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5. |
Happiness (feat. Nka)
03:56
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I whispered a cry
Wished I’d hurt no more
Sometimes those feathers
Feel like the better way
I wished I was that old
Past the best before
I wished for a dive
Just to see for sure
Beyond the rhythm
Is there another way?
I wish I was that old
Way past the best before
Sometimes it feels like
I don’t know what is happiness
…happy..easier…happy..easier
I don’t know what is happeing?
…happy…easier….happy…easier
I feel a sane high
I feel a sane high
I feel a sane high
I wished for these heights
Many lives ago
Sometimes the failure
Show you a better way
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