ES:

Yo no se será el señor de la barba gris
No se si será el que esta vestido así.
No se si sea hombre o sea mujer.
Solo se que esta en algún lado por aquí.

La luna y el sol que nos pinta atardeceres.
El agua que llega con la lluvia al caer.
El árbol que no para de crecer.
El cielo, las nubes son las estrellas que vez.

Hoy le pido a Dios.
Que mande mas artistas a este mundo por favor.
Que el arte no se extinga en este mundo sin amor.
Que los niños crezcan escuchando rock n roll.

La luna y el sol que nos pinta atardeceres.
El agua que llega con la lluvia al caer.
El árbol que no para de crecer.
El cielo, Las nubes son las estrellas que vez.

Que los políticos corruptos cambien de posición.
Que los sueños no sean guerras, invasiones o violencia.
Que la avaricia no nos deje sin agua ni sin tierra.

Hoy le pido a Dios.
Que mas personas dejen su zona de confort.
Que crean en sus sueños y le den sentido a esto.
Que la vida no es vida, si no luchas por ello.

Yo no quiero mas cemento.
Prefiero la sombra de este árbol cien años mas viejo.

Hoy le pido a Dios.
Que las montañas de dinero se conviertan en amor.
Que la gente no se divida por su sexo, raza o religión.

Hoy le pido a Dios.
Hoy le pido a Dios
Hoy le pido a Dios
Hoy le pido a usted.



EN:

I don't know if it's the man with the gray beard.
I don't know if it' s the one dressed like that.
I don't know if he's a man or a woman.
I only know that it' s somewhere around here.

The moon and the sun that paints sunsets.
The water that comes with the rain as it falls.
The tree that never stops growing.
The sky, the clouds are the stars you see.

Today I ask God.
To send more artists to this world please.
May art not become extinct in this loveless world.
May children grow up listening to rock n roll.

The moon and the sun that paints sunsets.
The water that comes with the rain as it falls.
The tree that never stops growing.
The sky, the clouds are the stars you see.

That corrupt politicians change their position.
That dreams are not wars, invasions or violence.
May greed not leave us without water or land.

Today I ask God.
That more people leave their comfort zone.
That they believe in their dreams and give meaning to this.
That life is not life if you don't fight for it.

I don't want more cement.
I prefer the shade of this tree a hundred years older.

Today I ask God.
That the mountains of money become love.
May people not be divided by sex, race or religion.

Today I ask God.
Today I ask God
Today I ask God
Today I ask you.

ES:

Lo ven por las noches cuando sale a merodear
Los sábados va, domingos no está
se esconde para trabajar

Sale a caminar una nueva víctima atrapar
sus pasos se acercan
el sonido aumenta
pronto me alcanzará

Te veo en la esquina
Ya no me persigas
Me enferma tu mirada perdida
no encuentro salida de esta persecución
de esta persecución

voces en su mente que lo obligan a actuar así
lo llevan aquí, lo llevan acá
¿cuándo será que callan?

Red de callejones y guaridas
llego a un laberinto sin salida
Cuento hasta 3 quiero correr
Pronto me alcanzará

te veo en la esquina
Ya no me persigas
Me enferma tu mirada perdida
no encuentro salida de esta persecución

de esta persecución
de esta persecución

Te veo en la esquina
ya no me persigas
Me enferma tu mirada perdida
no encuentro salida

Te veo en la esquina
ya no me persigas
Me enferma tu mirada perdida
no encuentro salida de esta persecución
de esta persecución
de esta persecución


EN:

He is seen at night when he goes out to prowl around
On Saturdays he goes, on Sundays he's not there
He hides to work

He goes out to walk a new victim to catch
his footsteps approach
the sound increases
soon he'll catch up with me

I see you at the corner
Don't chase me anymore
I'm sick of your lost look
I can't find a way out of this chase
of this chase

voices in his mind that force him to act like this
they take him here, they take him here
when will they be silent?

Network of alleys and lairs
I reach a labyrinth with no way out.
I count to 3 I want to run
Soon he' ll catch up with me

I see you at the corner
Don't chase me anymore
I'm sick of your lost look
I can't find a way out of this chase

of this chase
of this chase

I see you in the corner
Don't chase me anymore
Your lost look makes me sick
I can't find a way out

I see you in the corner
Don't chase me anymore
I'm sick of your lost look
I can't find a way out of this chase
of this chase
of this chase

When I feel your vibes, when you push the lines,
I feel like a dime,
Give me what you got, you make me so high
Boy you know, you’re blowing my mind

Guillaume :
What kind, of music you make for real?
Can we make a deal? Show me music skills
What kind, of keyboard you play with?
Can we make feat? Re, do, la, si, mi
What kind?

Some of them are dogs
And every dog is very grateful
Some of them are sharks
And every shark is always damn cool Some of them are worms yeah
And worms are all very flexible
Some of them are rats
And rats are all very sensible
Some are grateful Some are damn cool Some are flexible Some are sensible
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Some of them are wolves
And every wolf has clinical powers Some of them are pigs
And every pig represses its glowers Some of them are vipers yeah
And vipers are all venerated
Some of them are leeches
And leeches are all very two hearted
Some have clinical powers Some repress their glowers Some are venerated
Some are even two hearted
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