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Adela

One beautiful girl
called Adela
the loves of Juan
make her sick
and she knew
that her friend Dolores
entertain him
 
Time was passing
and poor Adela
has become more white
and more sick
and she knew
that becouse of her loves
she´ll die
 

Yours

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I am fire that under your skin
I am a water that your thirsty
A castle,a tower i am
I am a power which protect to you
 
You are air which i breath
And youre reflect of moon on sea
A strait which i afraid to drown ,my lovely and
What will you give me ?
 
You said:my treasure is enough to look at you
It will be yours ,and it will be yours
 

Way to the light

Nothing happened... A hunter's bullet has sung
A bird has flown into the sky where a flock was waiting for it
Nothing happened... Wind has given me wings
I am not afraid of the height, any height...
 
I'll find a way to you, my friends
The night didn't see how I was crying from resentment
The dawn heard how I sang freely
About what was, what will be
 
No, I won't believe! I won't believe for anything
That the shadow of the black cloud will hide my way to the light
No, it can't be, I won't believe for anything
That the shadow of the black cloud will hide my way
 
Nothing happened... A hunter's bullet has sung
A bird has flown into the sky where a flock was waiting for it
Nothing happened... Wind has given me wings
I am not afraid of... I am not afraid of the height!
 
No, I won't believe! I won't believe for anything
That the shadow of the black cloud will hide my way to the light
No, it can't be, I won't believe for anything
That the shadow of the black cloud will hide my way to the light
 
No, I won't believe! I won't believe for anything
That the shadow of the black cloud will hide my way to the light
No, it can't be, I won't believe for anything
That the black shadow will hide my way...