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LOW AS IF THE LADDER DOWN COURT
REAL FEEL FULL OF TITLES AND PERFUMES
OF POPPIES
YOUR FEET DO NOT TOUCH THE GROUND
LOW IN FULL FLIGHT TO THROW THE TRASH
LIKE AN ORCHESTRA NOT CRY
NEIGHBORS SEEM
PARTY TAKES TWO DAYS SAY WITH A SMILE
LOOKS LIKE PRINTED IN THE THINGS THAT COLD
POETRY IS CONCERNED THAT LOOKS LIKE THE CLOUDS ARE
COTTON ASPHALT IS A BLACK PATENT
CARS ARE CARRIAGE
DANCE COSTUMES ARE FOLLOWING THIS
BY IF you have not guessed
ANA HAS LOVE FOR A YOUNG GALÁN
ALL THINK YOU ARE CRAZY But they are wrong
AS LIVING IN A WALTZ
lyrics, and guitar music: Pedro Martinez
Violin: M ª José González / Flute: Alejandro arrears
Sticking needles in my side
Now that does not stop raining
I try to protect the shelter of yesterday
To rest
Now that I have stopped believing the gods blessed
In the past I sold my tenderness
wholesale
Returning fierce gaze I once belonged
Camino
not know why I look for answers in your arms Forgetting actually
The question is
In
know what to ask where to begin
How long will the love?
Is it in a second concentrate?
Is it worth starting?
Is it all true?
Or is all shadow of truth?
taught me Only your eyes
tame my crazy
In this raging sea of \u200b\u200bdoubts
Furious
STORY OF A TREE
was an old tree and its branches
carefully hid me when the sun set behind the music sounded
the piano by the window with the light
confused
just know he did not want to lose
the aroma of that evening
I was just staring eyes
and quietly stole you
if you could see
gradually my arms were branches
scarlet leaves my hair was going to be populating my
only know ...
and your life was going well
I endured from that wound
your first love still keep my promise cortex
your first recorded in a heart ... I only know
see, without knowing
always together we both had the fruits we saw
to grow
bad days also passed
tears and cold clouds in which I entertained you
I just know ..
I only ask that while dry
your last shout out to the wind
our garden
because I know I will not lose
the aroma of that evening
lyrics, music and acoustic guitar: Pedro Martinez
Violin: M ª José González
Flute: Alejandro Mora
Tired of chasing the difficult art of living
my head exploded.
supporting the "what say"
left my girlfriend in
altar I've run off with the suitcases
drinking speed, I've thrown for you as a terminally ill
dark side of life
dark side of life
I know that something is wrong,
the world at my feet , but I'm
head now my time is over,
a bachelor party, waiting until
drinking speed ...
the routine was lost that fight illegal
backing of beers and I was reminded
your hips and your phobias
and flirtatious winks
your drinking
speed ...
I already know that no longer exists, the world
describes me with eyes of lightning
I'm also older
not hold me or
mirror and my face cleared
drinking speed I've thrown
for you, not for nostalgia
without
but to survive
Words and music: Pedro Martinez
arrangements and orchestration: Alberto Rodríguez
AIRES SOUTH
ANYONE getting old
DAY TO STOP THE SEA WAVES
NOT LEAVE OR SOUND OR MURMUR OF SNAILS
or regret or complaint
NOT ESCAPE THE RIGHT TIME ciérrame
WINDOWS
have landed
SPARROWS IN THE SUN PENTAGRAM
time goes
SLOWLY AS THE SHED HONEY PET
MY HAND WHEN THE CHANNEL OF YOUR BACK
AM IMMORTAL IN YOUR DREAM IN MY CHEST
NOT ENTER THE SWORD
NUMBER OF YOURSELF
IS A BOX FULL OF SILVER
VALE UN BESO TUYO
THE FORTUNE OF A PIRATE
lyrics, music and acoustic guitar: Pedro Martinez
Violin: M ª José González
Flute: Alejandro Mora
(picture in sea of \u200b\u200bdoubt, the story of a tree and fleeing the altar, borrowed from internet )
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