Musica y letra: Xabi San Martin Al igual que un gas invade un laberinto la nostalgia se hizo con mi corazon y aunque a pares tengo ojos, tengo oidos,
Repaso mis lecciones delante del espejo Y me digo que a larga lo bueno es lo correcto Respiro lentamente,
Vuelve a llover sobre Manhattan el contador del taxi para, alguien de pie limpia sus gafas junto a mi, me recuerda mucho a ti. Publicidad en su paraguas
Yo cruce la linea blanca un dia, fue una noche con su amanecer. Puse un par de rombos en mi vida, hice un viaje al mundo que no ves. Cuantos gramos pesa
Una noche por delante demasiadas por detras confesandole a mi almohada que nadie me hace llorar. Cuando llegan las estrellas temo que mi sensatez subestime
como dar un salto al vacio? o robar un petalo a una flor? como entrar de vuelta al paraiso? o anadir un verso a esta cancion? como hacer un surco en
Sometimes I wish I was a pretty girl So I could (oop) myself in the shower Sometimes I wish I was a pretty girl So I could (oop) myself in the shower
Ladies and Gentlemen, the prettiest girl in the whole wide world Sunshine is falling Over my head Turtle doves are calling Good morning friend I've
Nothing's prettier than Rose is she's the sunshine of my day Nothing's prettier than Rose is she's my everything to say Rose has always been a plain
We are not cool We are not crazy We steal cars Because we're lazy We are not risky We are not bad We burn down houses Just to make us sad I'm too handsome
and the cheese The moola and the guap got moola and the guap I got what you need the feddy and the cheese The moola and the guap got moola and the guap
Well, you watched the sun Gazed a star, and it won't be long It won't be long Before you rust, come try your luck "It's just a plan", Kafka said Well
Pony up girl, show and tell - go Chanel on crocodile Hipster low slung lazy feet hit the street latino style Going down to the disco where she's gonna
Hey, look yonder, tell me what's that you see Marching to the fields of Concord? Looks like Handsome Johnny with a musket in his hand Marching to the
I met her... but I never thought She'd belong to me I just wanted someone I could sing to Who'd listen to every song Oh, I just wanted someone I could
Twas on a bright morning in summer When I first heard his voice speakin' low As he said to a colleen beside him "Who's that pretty girl milking her cow
Tu me ensenaste que tan simples son las cosas tu me ensenaste a dar amor y nada mas y que no importa si recibes algo a cambio y descubrir que en esta
Looking at the room, I can tell that you. Are the most beautiful girl in the...room. (In the whole wide room). And when you're on the street, depending