No podemos escoger las cartas que nos reparte la vida. Pero si, como jugaremos la mano...

No podemos escoger las cartas que nos reparte la vida.  Pero si, como jugaremos la mano...

domingo, 26 de septiembre de 2010

Elecciones en Venezuela

Hoy se celebran elecciones parlamentarias en Venezuela. ¡Que tengáis mucha suerte, amigos!

There were too many years
under spells awry
As the fortune appears
it begins to die
So i´ve come here to wait
for the end of it all
till i´m gone from here
i´m gone from here

Children of the ground
are making warring sounds
for those outside
with no care for time
they´re full of love for the life

Mother calling out
to bring the end around
we weren´t quite done
She blames it on the sun

We´re raised in a town
where they jump on your back and sing
leave an imprint on your shoulder blades
Wanna walk away
we´re not all the same in this town

We raised in a town
where they jump on your back like children
and they leave you none
they will leave you none
And we´re all undone in this town
we´re all undone in this town.