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No pidas paz a mis brazos
Que a los tuyos tienne presos
Son de guerra mis abrazos
Son de incendio mis besos
Y sería vano intento
El tornar mi mente oscura
Si me enciende el pensamiento
La locura, la locura
Clara está la mente mía
De llamas de amor, señora
Como la tienda del día
O el palacio de la aurora
Y al perfume de tu unguento
Te persigue mi ventura
Y me enciende el pensamiento, la locura
Mi gozo tu paladar
Rico panal conceptúa
Como en el santo cantar
"Mel et lac sub lingua tua"
La delicia de tu aliento
En tan fino vaso apura
Y me enciende el pensamiento
La locura, la locura
Clara está la mente mía
De llamas de amor, señora
Como la tienda del día
O el palacio de la aurora
Y al perfume de tu unguento
Te persigue mi ventura
Por dentro y por fuera
Más allá del cielo
Te persigue mi ventura
Te persigue mi ventura
Y me enciendo el pensamiento
Señora Amor est violento
Y cuando no transfigura
Nos enciende el pensamiento
La locura...
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Blue House
04:48
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In this blue house far from my home
There’s a life a ghost
In this blue house far from my home
The life I had before
I feel the morning dew at the dawn
Of a sunny warming day
Revolution started with
Kisses flavoring freedom
It is a pantheon for two gods
We wished to resemble
Oh he and she
Both true and free
I’m keeping on the watch, an eye on every corner
Wolves are breaking through
While I spend my time writing your name
In this blue house far from my home
Two lovers fought and loved
In this blue house waved liked a boat
They’ve been holding on
We’ve been writing verses
To be dropped by a plane like bombs
We have a world to shake
I’m keeping on the watch, an eye on every corner
Wolves are breaking through
While I spend my time writing your…
If I ever forget you’re the knight
Forget I am the horse you ride
If I ever forget you’re the knight
I wanted to unhorse sometimes
Oh remind me the seasons, the crowds
The days I’ve been singing our name
Oh remind me the power of the word
So I can start life again
You the philter, the secret
You’re the dynamite
I need to derail the train of death
The train of death
We’ve been writing verses
To be dropped by a plane like bombs
We have a world to shake
I’m keeping on the watch, an eye on every corner
Wolves are breaking through
While I spend my time writing your name, Freedom
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Spark of Light
03:38
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Festive Air
04:02
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Elisa
04:26
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Lady Spartakus Paris, France
Tirant son nom d’un personnage conceptuel marginal, androgyne et irrécupérable, Lady Spartakus donne à entendre le son d’un absolu pop et rock. Porté par la mélancolie post-punk, la chromatique New Wave et l'impétuosité grunge, Lady Spartakus navigue dans les eaux tumultueuses mais prometteuses du Rock Underground ... more
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