JOSE GORDO: Aquellas Tardes Soles.

Music, lyrics and video by JOSE GORDO: The summer end is coming, the days lose minutes, the tourists take over its daily identity and loads the suitcases of new intentions, leaves to memories and shelter AQUELLAS TARDES SOLES. El fin del verano se acerca, los días pierden minutos, los veraneantes recuperan su identidad cotidiana y cargan las maletas de nuevos propósitos, dejan recuerdos y se quedan con AQUELLAS TARDES SOLES. Lyrics: Today it has become cloudy on my cheeks dry the skin in my broken lips it drives away those afternoons suns and they say to me that I am a crazy man that I laugh perhaps when I had to cry whims of here and before and my eternal younger lover innocence without you I do not understand waking up my bed is more wide that narrows and I will be able to kill you with the most pretty words perhaps I know you what´s it matters? perhaps I did not know you what´s It matter? only with that and only with that I will be able to say that I was happy and I will accept that a universe exists and this world is a dangerous and challenging jungle plenty of egoistic and stupid people.

Channel: Music
Uploaded: November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am
Author: SrGordo

Length: 04:30
Rating: N/A
Views: 1047

Tags: Aquellas  birmania  buena  Gordo  hammamet  Jose  música  Soles  Tardes  

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