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This Woman
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This woman
This woman has a great emptiness
She lost something and will not find it
Lost its own propeller
Now this
She is talking only with his echo
Taking your little hands
While looking at a photo
She is seeing what we miss
She only repeats that she is alone
Tonight will not sleep
She says lost the most precious
Tonight just cries, she feels lonely
But it's not like that, my love
You are not alone tonight
Tonight I will take your hand
Look at the picture
She prays because it's a nightmare
She wants to see her one more time
Now you are
You are in the place that she occupied
While you want to touch her
While you want to her
She is seeing a memory
She only repeats that she is alone
What lost the most precious
Tonight, you just think you're alone
But it's not like that, my love
In this life you are not alone
I will walk by your side
You say you are alone
But tonight I will be with you
You say you are alone
But I will walk by your side
The echo sounds
But it is not true
The echo sounds
But you are not alone
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I'm back in the thunderstorm, I look through the glass your gestures, your love changes with the weather, but I stay at your feet no matter how unstable you may can be
I see your figure on the hill and I stop to look for a moment, I see how you touch your lips, with a knife your hands surround your thighs and I only look while, waiting for my turn
Cold and cynical like never before, warm and jammed about to shoot like always, are you aiming for the right one??? Or are you planning to unleash the perfect storm again??? I keep an umbrella under the thunder
I'm back in the thunderstorm, I look through the glass your gestures, your love changes with the weather, but I stay at your feet no matter how unstable you may can be
She is a thunderstorm
It seems like once again should be said goodbye while I watch all the rain under the balcony and just wait to be devoured by the downpour
I'm back in the thunderstorm, I look through the glass your gestures, your love changes with the weather, but I stay at your feet no matter how fucking unstable you may can be...
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The House Of The Jealous Lovers Mexico City, Mexico
The House Of The Jealous Lovers is a project based in Mexico City, from the soul of Jonh Strummer, trying to say what others are silent no matter what answer he gets...
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