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Listen ALAS TRES TI PARBANGON (SIKA LAENG) - (ILOCANO SONG w/LYRICS)


Lyrics

Volver A NacerComo las olas del mar (Azrael)

Como las olas del mar
ya vengo, ya me vuelvo a ir.
Como el aire quisiera ser
para entrar muy dentro de ti.
No se que cono piensas
que nada te hace reaccionar.
Susurro a tu oido, escuchare.
Confia en mi,
aprovechar tu existir
o es ningun chiste
ve a disfrutar,
los segundos devorar
porque es imposible
?volver a nacer!
Como un billete de mil
finalmente vuelve a ti,
que lo sueltas sin pensar
que a tu mano volvera
los hilos invisibles pensando al par
nos ataran
susurro a tu oido, escuchare.
Confia en mi,
aprovechar tu existir
no es ningun chiste
ve a disfrutar,
los segundos devorar
porque es imposible
?volver a nacer!

Puto (Molotov)

Que, muy machino?
A muy machino?
Marica nena, mas bien putino

Que, muy machino?
A muy machino?
Marica nena, mas bien putino

(puto, puto, puto)

PUTO!! el que no brinque, el que no salte
PUTO!! el que no brinque y eche desmadre
PUTO!! el guey que quedo conforme
PUTO!! el que creyó lo del informe
PUTO!! el que nos quita la papa
PUTO!! tambien joto el que lo tapa
PUTO!! el que no hace lo que quiere
PUTO!! puto nace y puto se muere

Amo matón
Matarile al maricón
Y que quiere ese hijo de puta?
Quiere llorar! quiere llorar!

Amo matón
Matarile al maricon
Y que quiere este hocicon?
Quiere llorar! quiere llorar!

Y este son va dedicado a Micky,
Y a toda su familia... y a Iñaky, su hermano

PUTO!
Le faltan tanates al..
PUTO!
Le faltan trompiates
PUTO!
Le faltan tanates al..
Puto, puto..

Amo maton
Matarile al maricon
Y que quiere ese hijo de puta?
Quiere llorar! quiere llorar!

(puto! puto! puto! puto!)

First Recollection (Cowboy Junkies)

My first recollection is a day in December
black iron steam engine covered in ice
like some Precambrian monster
moaning and snorting
Nothing was ever going to beat that beast
in a fair fight

I've sat and watched the woodpiles
grow through the summer
now I'm sitting, smelling summer burn through the fall
Winter's coming on, days getting dreary
and I'm thinking this is the season
that I leave you all

I've heard a man in crisis
falls back on what he knows best,
a murderer to murder
a thief to theft
And I don't want you to think
that this is some kind of deathbed confession
but run is what I did when put to the test

My first recollection is a day in December
747 tracing lines through the sky
like some old gypsy curse
silently preying upon the dreams of those
who jealously watch life pass by

I've sat and watched my troubles
pile through the summer
now I'm sitting, hearing my youngest cry
down the hall
Winter's coming on, days getting dreary
and I'm thinking this is the season
that I leave you all

I've heard that the son must bear
the burdens of the father
but it's the daughter that is left
to clean up the mess
And I don't want you to think
that I'm asking for absolution,
but run is what I did when put to the test

Seven Years (Cowboy Junkies)

Haven't seen the sun for seven days
November's got her nails dug in deep
Haven't seen my son for seven years
and the chances are we'll never again meet

If truth be told I don't even know his name
If truth be told he doesn't even know my name

I spend my spare time with my rosary beads
although I never learnt to pray
but you don't need the light
and it's best to pretend
that you've seen the errors of your ways

The darkness in here
is as heavy as a judgement
This darkness, heavy as a judgement

My dreams are now filled with Gilead trees
and other sights that I've never seen
They used to be filled
with the fears of tomorrow
and the horror that it might bring

His eyes felt to me
as cold as a stone mason's chisel
His eyes fell on me, cold
like a stone mason's chisel

Strange how a mind can always recall
what the senses eagerly leave behind
I can remember his face, rage,
disgust and distaste
but to my fear I have grown blind

Memories are just dead men making trouble
this memory is just a dead man making trouble

Start First (Skindred)

Now what’s done in the dark must come to light
And some of them ah big up themselves
And ah grown with the badness
Jah know dat no right
You done know you ah fe come again
And renew your sight
In this time of fighting and confusion
Youth and youth dem just caught in pollution
Bear destruction it runs through the nations
Building walls constructing segregation
Time to cool yourself, just cool yourself
We should live in love and health
Uno we start; ah dem start first
Well one of you better give because
The time is gunner get worst
Uno we start first, ah dem start first
And can’t you live together?
Its like we’re all under a curse
Uno we start first, ah dem start first
Well hell is getting hot and into flames its gunner burst
Uno we start first, ah dem start first
And for a little peace you know
The righteous dem ah thirst
Revelation you know that it’s dawning
Jerusalem, God’s time piece in the mourning
Time to wake up and takeoff your make up
Oh ye son and daughter of Jacob
Time to cool yourself, just cool yourself
We should live in love and health
Calling out to all who hear me? Can’t we live in peace?
In this time man ah shot and ah murder
How much more, can we take it much further?
Start first, start first
Well one of you better give because its gunner get worst
Me say start first, start first
Hell is getting hot and into flames its gunner!
Uno we start first, dem start first
For a little peace you know the righteous dem ah!
Uno we start first ah dem start first
Hell is getting hot and in to flames is gunner burst
Co we say
Start first, second, third, fourth, fifth, Last.

Supergirl (Reamonn)

You can tell by the way she walks
that she's my girl.
You can tell by the way
she talks she woos the world.
You can see in her eyes
that no one is her change
She's my girl,
my supergirl.

(CHorus)
And then she'd say:
"It's ok, I got lost on the way
but I'm a supergirl
and supergirls don't cry"
And then she'd say:
"It's alright, I got home
late last night
but I'm a supergirl
and supergirls just fly".

And then she'd say
that nothing can go wrong
When you're in love
what can be wrong?
And then she'd laugh
the night time into day
pushing her fear
further alone

(Chorus)

And then she'd shout
down the line
tell me she's got no more time
cause she's a supergirl
and supergirls don't cry

And then she'd scream
in my face
tell me to leave,
leave this place
cause she's a supergirl
and supergirls just fly

Yeah she's a supergirl,
a supergirl.
She's so in seeds*
she's burning trees*
She's so in seeds*
she's burning streams*
yeah she's a supergirl
a supergirl
a supergirl
my supergirl.

Born To Boogie (Hank Williams Jr.)

Well my momma met my daddy down in Alabama They tied the knot so here I am.
Born on the bayou on the Texas Line Loved Louisanana and raised on Jabalaya.
Now before I could walk I had a guitar in my hand by the time I could talk I had my own band,
went on the road when I was eight years old when I turned fifteen I was stealing the show.
Money to burn and the girls were pretty it didn't take me long to learn that I was born to boogie.

When I was eighteen I went to Hollywood I met Elvis, Marilyn and Johnny B. Goode,
Got my guitar painted in the California sun a red caddilac having to much fun.
Now we were playing them halls and jammin' then until they moved me on over to M.G.M.
They said this is the boy we've been telling you about, he lit a cigar and stuck his hand out.
He said son have we got a deal for you gonna make you a star give you fifty thousand too.
I told him my Momma didn't raise no fool.
I'll take your money, I'll make you a movie But I can tell ya' right now I am born to boogie.

Well my name is Bocephus I drink whiskey by the gallon and I never back down and I love a good challenge
what I do now is what I did then I like to get down with all my rowdy friends.
Now I can be sweet and I can be mean I still got my hat and I still wear my jeans
My shades are chromo my guitar is steal if you think I won't then believe me I will
Get down on you baby because I ain't no rookie I was put here to party and I was born to boogie

Nada Más De Mí (Los Bunkers)

No se que puedo hacer por ti
te pasas muchos meses enredada en tu cama
tal vez noquieras empezar
te pasas mil peliculas cortadas sin saber actuar

ya no esperes nada mas, nada mas de mi, oh no
no soporto mas escucharte, hay pobre de mi

que facil es aparentar
vistiendote a la moda para no desantonar
no da vergüenza un dia mas
vivir con miedo a comenzar lo que no sabes terminar

ya no esperes nada mas, nada mas de mi, oh no
no soporto mas escucharte, hay pobre de mi

Nada puedo hacer por ti
mas que esperar a que te olvides de mi
ya no esperes nada mas, nada mas de mi, oh no
ya no esperes nada mas que un buen pretexto para olvidar

Red Neck Pimp (Tela)




featuring Fancy Cow Lee

Hook
Girls in the club showin love
shakin their**in the club nigger what

(Fancy Cow Lee)
shit how bout all you got damn rootin tootin rap shootin son of a bitches
i'm out here to tell you my name is Fancy Cow Lee
and got dammit I don't like rap
but I like that got damn Teller
that got damn Teller know he got himself together
that damn sho nuff
reason why I like him
cause shit I can pretty much relate to him
shit I pimp hoes
all around the got damn county
shit I go around here to ah Truckers street
and get my money from Samanther and and and and old Tree Selmer
I go on down the block two and three down the road
and get the rest of my money from old ah Peggy Sue and Murle
and I come on back round before I hit the old farm
and collect the rest of my cheeze from old Desaco over there
and shit bout time I get through with all my freakin rounds
I got just about a hundred and twenty-two and thirteen cent
just enough to get me some treapin tards for Peggy
if yall don't know everything about pimpin
yall need to be tryin to holler at Teller
got damn Teller
he got his self together

Hook
Girls in the club showin love
shakin there**in the club nigger what
sho nuff
wheeehooooooooooooooo
this is Fancy Cow Lee
and I'll be shootin round at yall at the bar got dammit
don't matter here like yall say it
Peace

Petak Na Subotu (Zeljko Joksimovic)

Dolazim po tebe druze
Prijace ti malo guzve
Idemo u provod zajedno
Bice zena, Bice pjesme
Radicemo sto se ne sme
Bices onaj stari ponovo

Petak na subotu,
Svi pjevaju luduju
Samo ti si tuzan druze moj
Znam da srce nemira
Ma nije ona jedina
Samo nocas nemisli o njoj

Petak na subotu,
Svi pjevaju luduju
Samo ti si tuzan druze moj
Znam da srce nemira
Ma nije ona jedina
Samo nocas nemisli o njoj

Dolazim po tebe druze
Prijace ti malo guzve
Idemo u provod zajedno
Bice zena, Bice pjesme
Radicemo sto se ne sme
Bices onaj stari ponovo

Petak na subotu,
Svi pjevaju luduju
Samo ti si tuzan druze moj
Znam da srce nemira
Ma nije ona jedina
Samo nocas nemisli o njoj

Petak na subotu,
Svi pjevaju luduju
Samo ti si tuzan druze moj
Znam da srce nemira
Ma nije ona jedina
Samo nocas nemisli o njoj


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