The moon was in my face and seemed to shine, Autumn with dry leaves, dry as my eyes. And now I look at the unhealthy skies and the moon is full of pain and cries You're here, My dear, Even without openin´ Even without openin´ Even without openin´ my eyes Oh Lord, my girl, my girl unseen, In the whistles In the whistles of the trees, In the breeze In the breeze of Fall´ s leaves. of Fall´ s leaves. And shortly before I began to run I smelled the fragrance of my girl one.

Canción escrita y producida por Ricard Navarra Vera.

He Smells like his veins had trash, Finally he´ll only be some ash, Lay down under bank´s light flash, Wandering with his truth In the glass see his youth This unjust world is done for a few That man could have been you This cold night won´t shield the poor guy Dragged under a homeless sky Only his fancy fly up as high Trying to join his thoughts And the old judgement rots This unjust world is born to strew That man could have been you A woman with a bison coat Her repulsion down by her throat For her he is an off key note Looks at him with disgust, Seeing flesh, blood and dust This unjust world is born to view That man could have been you And from “The Bridge” all ended His last hours for hanged suspended To this kind of life he descended We already knew this history Never hold for us any mystery This unjust world is undone for a few That man could have been you

The moon was in my face and seemed to shine, Autumn with dry leaves, dry as my eyes. And now I look at the unhealthy skies and the moon is full of pain and cries You're here, My dear, Even without openin´ Even without openin´ Even without openin´ my eyes I heard the shock of the windows closin´. I felt my straight body frozen, and my ears perceive the dread callin´. At once the Autumn´s leaves are fallin´ You're there, Somewhere Even where I´ve not been, Even where I´ve not been, Even where I´ve not been, And shortly before I began to run I smelled the fragrance of my girl one, Of thousands of spells from the sun Of thousand of smells it was done You're here, My dear, Even without openin´ Even without openin´ Even without openin´ my eyes She vanished in the fairy days The world stopped spinning with amaze I saw my own scared reflection blaze in the depths of her Arabian gaze You're there, Somewhere Even where I´ve not been, Even where I´ve not been, Even where I´ve not been, Oh Lord, my girl, my girl unseen, my girl, my girl unseen, In the whistles In the whistles of the trees, In the breeze In the breeze of Fall´ s leaves. of Fall´ s leaves.

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Lady Amber looks like cursed, Waking up with a sacred thirst, Passin´ summer attached to her from wall to wall like song 2 of Blur. Baby Gambler lost your shoes, Lost your mind and lost me too, Gambling with my whole life. Youuuuu Were my hopeless wife, Heeeeeyy Bring your bright sharp knife. And I know, I know, I know, Loving you was hard sometimes, One day we'll met in the rain, You will laugh like old times, And we will will will (we´ll) never part again. Lady Amber was the first, Only tears that ever burst, Walking close to your heart and someday We´ll find a new place to start. Riding through our fate, Since our first moon date, Don't forget you were my wife. Youuuuu Buit a hopeless life, Heeeeeyy Bring your bright sharp knife, And I know Loving you was hard sometimes, One day we'll meet in the rain, You will laugh like old times, And we will will will (we´ll) never part again. Brave of sunny days, Dark at nights, I remember our synchronized signs. But now You only saw me as a Friend I can't believe in the End And I hope Loving you like old times. I cannot explain in this lines. Your cold lips kissing me and then. And we will will will (we´ll) never part again.

Walking on the white line always fine Gina, Oh Gina, Gina, Oh Gina Gina close your eyes, feel your Hurricane Katrina, Everybody knows who Gina is, “slum´s Athena” Walking on the white line always fine Gina, Oh Gina, Gina, Oh Gina Gina cat´s soul listening songs of Nat King Cole Lying on the bed watching with lifeless gaze the super bowl Walking on the white line always fine Gina, Oh Gina, Gina, Oh Gina Bridge Fry our love, submit my whole, wire your home. Read our lies, scouting my sighs, burning Rome. Gina doesn´t know, do you serve me so? Where can she go? Still doesn´t know where did her life go? Walking on the white line always fine Gina, Oh Gina, Gina, Oh Gina

The bird of loudest day Verse 1 Last night I dreamed with a wonderful world In a sad singing past I whirled, And the sky was red and grey Nowhere is a place that she led me all time You were alone in this long hard climb and take you home from the freeway The bird of loudest dayx2 Full moon May-be i miss----late night talks. May-be I miss----long fall walks I miss….. You loved me despite don´t know why All my illusions are broken in the last good bye And the time is passin´away Frankie and Johnny and their love scene It was the last movie full of morphine My worst day always be Wednesday The bird of loudest dayx2 She saw a face in the crowd She felt so proud, proud of you On the clouds you used to lay And that morning seem so far away The bird of loudest dayx2

Canción

I was just a child when I got out of that car, and looked at the top of the hill and it was there, the castle of D. I was in the middle of sky free of stars strewn by majestic moon, above there, the castle of D. In a place without grace, everything seems strange and I think that’s my blame and my true age won´t be the same, while it´s catching me in the haze. Step, step.... by step, climb the hill, the wolf howls, the mist rises in the castle of D. The closet full of flowers was a nice place, where I hid my own name and I didn’t feel shame cause I looked at the universe´s face. Some some………someone down stairs, with a deal, two dogs growl, some disguises, in the castle of D, Shots in the night of guns, seem like bells, someone yells, Where is everyone? It must have been the father, seems like cold, someone told, Where is my mother? I found how fragile were the strings that hold myself. The real danger of fear, it´s the fear itself. All is an illusion but death, no sense in the earth But I solved all the questions in myself since my birth. But today I can no longer feel alive, that I know, while I´m sittin´ here…. But today I can no longer hide and so, I´ll be just sitting here… And I´ll prefer to trust in my dreams than my memories. And I´ll prefer to trust in my dreams than my memories. Away Away from the Castle of D, Away Away from the Castle of D, Away from the D…. Away from the D….

Those days had cloudy mornings and liters of vulgarity. Those days had crowdy nights, and wedding nights, without clarity. We were epicurean boys, We thought we had no choice, with wry feelings like James Joyce. Voices of my youth now are kinds of noises of truth. Days of magic potions made up of hex, bugs and rock´n soul. In those days that was my drink and my nickname was, was the mole. Rambling, gambling, my mode, having one more for the road, before going to my abode. Voices of my youth now are kinds of noises of truth. Those days were good times for the loser people, Or we thought that, what else, we were unequal. Without thinking about the future, past or present, Without thinking about the vice, our essence. Beauty girls don’t matter to us, only the adrenaline rush, dancing to the beat of the Clash. Voices of my youth now are kinds of noises of truth. All pleasures took place here, I used to say, memories so clear, Oh! those wonderful years. Oh! those wonderful years. Oh! those wonderful years. Oh! those wonderful years.

You burned your empire for me, Now we only just breathe, Can you see? You strip your hopes carefully, Now we only just breathe, Can you see? I stopped to float in the misty sea, In the misty sea, in the misty sea, We went free…. You shed your leaves readily, Now we only just breathe, Can you see? You rid of your sins mercifully, Now we only just breathe, Can you see? I stopped to float in the misty sea, in the misty sea, in the misty sea, We went free….

Act 2, scene 1. He: I want to hear you, I want to cry, He: I want to hear you baby, crying in the dark…..in the dark She: You have shot me don´t try to deny my wish. She: Kneel in front of me and pray fuckin´ selfish. Melvin: You my old love in everywhere I hear you cry and shout, in everywhere I hear you cry and shout He: I want to hear you, I want to cry, He: I want to hear you baby, crying in the dark…..in the dark Melvin: Don´t be afraid there is always a way out, Melvin: All noise he made and all words he said burned out, Melvin: You my old love in everywhere I hear you cry and shout, in everywhere I hear you cry and shout. She: You messed up in a cold day of May, when the tide came in and my sense blew away. Melvin: You my old love in everywhere I hear you cry and shout, in everywhere I hear you cry and shout.

My name is Jeremiah Johnson. There´s nothing I can do here. Cause I lost all I had and now I´ve no fear I´m a mountain man. I don´t fear ghostly tales. I´m riding to the west trails. Leaving the plains as fast as I can. Nobody knows where I was born, sure I never saw such a pretty morn. Where Trees tend to embrace nearer, Where the mountains look in the mirror. “Crows” carried my sweet “Swan”. And also my poor Caleb dying. And I won´t be crying. ´Till my thirst for revenge has gone. Nobody knows where I was born, sure I never saw such a pretty morn. Where Trees tend to embrace nearer, Where the mountains look in the mirror. My name became famous among the crows, And they flap when my name blows. For the true reason no one knows, ´cause I´m wandering faraway in the winds´ flow. Where Trees tend to embrace nearer, Where the mountains look in the mirror

I'm still seeing chains on people's arms, arms that keep digging lands, for a fistful of coins in their torn hands, for lands that fire their loins. I´m still seeing girls, they don’t know what pearls are for, once young girls, they´ll never fall in love and their hearts will never be theirs. Could anyone say when this slavery ended? Could anyone say when this slavery ended? I´m still seeing children´s hands sewing things like new boots, it´s a fuckin´ abuse, they’ll never use them, they’ll never enjoy them. I´m still seeing children with guns, as tall as them, for a war that isn´t theirs, for a lost world, a world where they were hurled. Could anyone say when this slavery ended? Could anyone say when this slavery ended? My gents, my gents are like you, And you are like them, Acting fake like me too! Could anyone say when this slavery ended? Could anyone say when this slavery ended?

If my words are now found, If my throat now feels drowned, It´s set on shouting words with no doubt. If my vision is exalted, If my eyes are exhausted, I´m set on glimpsing an easy way out. The rage is growing in me now Your words were polluted And my voice trembles muted, In my cheeks there will only be drought. Something cold, like a bad feel, Something hot, burning so real, In my back there´re still marks of the bout. The rage is growing in me now. My being is upset, In my head a roulette, I´m set on avoiding more fall outs. Unlike me, you close your wound, Unlike you, can´t close my wound, I´m set on closing them with this shout. The rage is growing in me now. Venom flows from my tongue, Nothing remains of my young, Would be better you search a good hideout. There is no backtrack, It´s time to pay back, And your oblivion will be your rout. The rage is growing in me now.

Its eight and getting dark, Mornin´n noon ants in the ark, Every day my daily toil, and listen to tales of Conan Doyle, Later on the ol' porch fireflies seem like a torch, TV plays USA 94 ´n crickets concert began before, That was my midsummer night's That was my midsummer night's That was my midsummer night's …..tormented dream. The bruised white house lit up by lanterns, And the odd family put me up in their cavern, Long days and never ending nights, Where only nature sleeps in the vastness of the night, That was my summer ´n so it was my slumber, Smells from sad ol´ age, smells from teenage stage, That was my midsummer night's That was my midsummer night's That was my midsummer night's …..tormented dream.

My true love one, I call my son, My own Lion, My own Lion. No more alone, A world of his own, My own Lion, My own Lion. What I have done. Worth lost and won, My own Lion, My own Lion. Last I can show, My dear, You´ll know, My own Lion, My own Lion

I went to the bar for a cigarette, Maybe with something else I was concerned, Maybe for more reasons we already met, And it was hot and the gun in my pocket burned. A lot of years have passed since that, My memories turned the sky into red, The bigmouth owner treated me like a rat, Now something is burning in my head. Is it fair to judge me for that, Pete, one of the bar, Is it fair to judge him for that, it´s only just Pete one of the bar. I breathed deeply and tried to contain myself, so far…. But what the fuck, I shot once then twice, Then I ran away smokin´ from Pete´s bar, For his behavior he paid a high price. Someone entered with a dark nature, It was said by the barflies in the bar, Pete will control his ways in the future, And his legs will be marked with a scar, Is it fair to judge him for that, Pete, one of the bar, Is it fair to judge me for that, it´s only just Pete one of the bar. This story hides an awful fact but, What I haven´t said for fear of memory shock, Talks about when the innocence was cut, Pete raped my sister soon after she learnt to walk. Now in my dirty cell I regret what I did, Blood stains on the wall from the hard hits, But the image of a wheelchair ridden by Pete, Makes a smile on my face I can´t avoid it. Is it fair to judge him for that, Pete, one of the bar, Is it fair to judge me for that, it´s only just Pete one of the bar.

I am running hastily barefoot, I am running anxiously hotfoot Silence is going to shatter, Where am I going? Who matters…. Wild Animals are coming with deep awe, I am looking for my divine law, Wild, wild, day, My, my wrong way. Beyond the horizon, The church that I saw, The church that I saw. The nave is full of emptiness beyond the door, Pews and chairs spread all over the floor, Going up to the crowded belfry, I feel the panic around me. For a salvation the ambience is yearning, Through the window a mammoth cloud burnin´, Dreamin' through horse eyes, Deep fire rise. Beyond the horizon, The church that I saw, The church that I saw. Gazed amazed and dazed, Last Gods are praised, All of that is the end, All of that is the end, All of that is the end,