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Darling

Since I'm feeling your caresses
Everything sounds like poetry to me
And I'm already a new man
Next to you, my love
 
When you talk to me
It seems to me that time stops
It seems to me that silence sings
And I don't need anything else
 
And when I kiss you, the bubbles of my feelings
Cries loudly to the wind
That a true love has been born
 
Darling, by your side I don't care about anything
And if I look at the world it makes me laugh
Look at the people and their worries
 
Darling, you and me, as I dreamed
Waiting to see the dawn
and cuddleling in our love
 
(I am) uncovering your secrets
(I am) learning out your smile
Almost like composing a melody
 
Don't go, don't ever leave me without your breath
That my soul comes to an end
Because it only belongs to you
 
Darling, by your side I don't care about anything
And if I look at the world it makes me laugh
Look at the people and their worries
 
Darling, you and me, as I dreamed
Waiting to see the dawn
and cuddleling in our love
 
Darling, you and me, as I dreamed
Waiting to see the dawn
and cuddleling in our love
 

The Streets of Laredo

I spent that day in the streets of Laredo.
I was in Laredo on that very day.
I saw a cowboy who was already wounded,
his young face with a cold pallor.
 
As I drew close, he says: 'please,
I see you are a cowboy like me.
Sit down and listen to my sad story.
I've gotten shot, I know I will die.'
 
'Beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly,
they play a last march for him.
Carry him there to the green valley.
He is a cowboy who got it wrong, I know.'
 
'One day on my pony I was happily racing
when I had a true cowboy saddle*
but then I would hurt women and play around.
I am wounded rightfully to die.'
 
'Beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly,
they play a last march for me.
Carry me there to the green valley.
I'm a cowboy who got it wrong, I know.'
 
~~~~~ [whistling]
 
'Six jovial cowboys now will carry me,
six beautiful girls will sing for me,
and bundles of roses are on my coffin.
The cold earth will not touch me.'
 
'Go get me a little bit of fresh water,
dry lips,' the cowboy tells me,
but after I returned, it was all over.
His soul rode to heaven.
 
'Beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly,
the last march plays for him.
We all cry carrying him forth
because he was a good young cowboy.
 

The Devil Sent You to Laredo

How I remember that piano
his melancholic song
the crowd, that corner
got disturbed with a shot
 
You know that there I found your eyes
I saw you close to me
your virile voice told me like this:
'A whiskey for me, and for you tequila'
 
The devil sent you to Laredo
(the devil, the devil)
because he knew that I was there
so handsome I saw you
but I resisted
because I thought
he's a gunman
 
The devil sent you to Laredo
(the devil, the devil)
well, he knew that I was there
you don't want to go anymore
you will live here
give me your love
of a caballero
 
How I remember that piano
and you playing with ardor
you won, I laughed
all the money went to your hand
 
And now you're leaving Laredo
nobody wants you in the city
What I am going to do?
With you I will go
and you will be my prisoner
 
The devil sent you to Laredo
(the devil, the devil)
because he knew that I was there
so handsome I saw you
but I resisted
because I thought
he's a gunman
 
The devil sent you to Laredo
(the devil, the devil)
well, he knew that I was there
you don't want to go anymore
you will live here
give me your love
of a caballero
 
~ ~ ~
 
The devil, the devil
the devil, the devil
the devil, the devil
the devil, the devil
 
The devil sent you to Laredo
(the devil, the devil)
because he knew that I was there
so handsome I saw you
but I resisted
because I thought
he's a gunman
 
The devil sent you to Laredo
(the devil, the devil)
well, he knew that I was there
you don't want to go anymore
you will live here
give me your love
of a caballero (x2)
 

The last party

I want to remember the last party,
that gets lost in the shadows and almost stops sounding.
I'll sing again the old melodies,
back in the days, when I was starting to love.
 
If you ask me where I’m going
And if you want to know who I am
Realise that it’s easy to guess
That I’m me
oh oh, oh oh oh oh
 
If I had a broom
if I had a broom
if I had a broom
if I had a broom
how many things would it sweep.
 
I wish to stop time for an instant
and imagine again the yesterday moments.
I won't forget the sunday afternoons,
listening to those records that don't stop sounding.
 
I know you are going to hunt me
La ra la la lá la ra la…
I can't scape from your net
Because I want to be in the bottom.
I love you... I love you
 
The sounds get filled of nostalgia
pretending to bring back the youth
and feeling those naughty kisses
that we stole dancing in the half light.
I like to remember the last party,
that gets lost in the shadows and almost stops sounding.
 
Get on your knees,
baby, and pray, pray, pray for your love.
Get on your knees,
baby, and pray, pray, pray for your love.
 
It was better when you said
that you loved me too
now that’s all passed
It was better was when you thought
that you needed me
now I see it’s not so.
 
I'll sing again the old melodies,
back in the days, when I was starting to love.
I want to remember the last party,
that gets lost in the shadows and doesn't stop sounding anymore.
 

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