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Current song lyrics
If my hands weren't there, like I saw in the stream<br />of the drawings been made on a full colour screen<br />if they weren't to be found, then what else could I be?<br /><br />If your hands weren't there, like I saw in my dreams<br />and the poets we made, had all gone, disappeared,<br />then what else, then what else could I be?<br /><br />If your hands & my hands strolled together around<br />if they were to make friends we'd be possibly up<br />to scape from this world, from this no past land.<br /><br />If I looked in the windows while walking pass through<br />if I stared at the willows with my seven black truths<br />if my eyes were to see what belongs to your mind...<br /><br />If you'd like, keep perceiving what lies on my back<br />and your eyes will shine through the glass of my wine<br />and the windows, the willows, the pillows, and your mouth.<br /><br />If your hands & my hands strolled together around<br />if they were to make friends we'd be possibly up<br />to escape from this world, from this no past land..<br /><br /><br />Tierra Sin Pasado<br /><br />Si no hubieran estado allí mis manos y las hubiera visto hacer<br />esa cantidad de dibujos repletos de color. <br />Si no lo hubiera descubierto, entonces, ¿Qué otra cosa podría ser? <br /><br />Si tus manos no hubiesen estado allí, como las vi en mis sueños, <br />y los poetas en los que nos convertimos, hubiesen desaparecido, <br />entonces que otra cosa , entonces ¿Qué otra cosa podría ser? <br /><br />Si tus manos y mis manos se entrelazaran, <br />si se hicieran amigas, posiblemente podríamos <br />hasta escapar de este mundo, de esta tierra sin pasado.<br /> <br />Si hubiese mirado a las ventanas mientras caminaba. <br />Si hubiera mirado fijamente a los sauces con mis siete oscuras verdades. <br />Si mis ojos sirvieran para ver en qué piensas? <br /><br />Si lo deaseas, entonces continúa percibiendo qué escondo<br />y tus ojos brillarán a través del cristal de mi copa de vino <br />y de las ventanas, de los sauces, de las almohadas y de tu boca. <br /><br />Si tus manos y mis manos se entrelazaran, <br />si se hicieran amigas, posiblemente podríamos<br />hasta escapar de este mundo, de esta tierra sin pasado
New song lyrics
If my hands weren't there, like I saw in the stream<br />of the drawings been made on a full colour screen<br />if they weren't to be found, then what else could I be?<br /><br />If your hands weren't there, like I saw in my dreams<br />and the poets we made, had all gone, disappeared,<br />then what else, then what else could I be?<br /><br />If your hands & my hands strolled together around<br />if they were to make friends we'd be possibly up<br />to scape from this world, from this no past land.<br /><br />If I looked in the windows while walking pass through<br />if I stared at the willows with my seven black truths<br />if my eyes were to see what belongs to your mind...<br /><br />If you'd like, keep perceiving what lies on my back<br />and your eyes will shine through the glass of my wine<br />and the windows, the willows, the pillows, and your mouth.<br /><br />If your hands & my hands strolled together around<br />if they were to make friends we'd be possibly up<br />to escape from this world, from this no past land..<br /><br /><br />Tierra Sin Pasado<br /><br />Si no hubieran estado allí mis manos y las hubiera visto hacer<br />esa cantidad de dibujos repletos de color. <br />Si no lo hubiera descubierto, entonces, ¿Qué otra cosa podría ser? <br /><br />Si tus manos no hubiesen estado allí, como las vi en mis sueños, <br />y los poetas en los que nos convertimos, hubiesen desaparecido, <br />entonces que otra cosa , entonces ¿Qué otra cosa podría ser? <br /><br />Si tus manos y mis manos se entrelazaran, <br />si se hicieran amigas, posiblemente podríamos <br />hasta escapar de este mundo, de esta tierra sin pasado.<br /> <br />Si hubiese mirado a las ventanas mientras caminaba. <br />Si hubiera mirado fijamente a los sauces con mis siete oscuras verdades. <br />Si mis ojos sirvieran para ver en qué piensas? <br /><br />Si lo deaseas, entonces continúa percibiendo qué escondo<br />y tus ojos brillarán a través del cristal de mi copa de vino <br />y de las ventanas, de los sauces, de las almohadas y de tu boca. <br /><br />Si tus manos y mis manos se entrelazaran, <br />si se hicieran amigas, posiblemente podríamos<br />hasta escapar de este mundo, de esta tierra sin pasado
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