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Old Tile-roofed Mansion

Quarter of Belgrano! 1
Old tile-roofed mansion!
Do you remember, my sister,
The warm nights
Walking on the thoroughfare?
When the nearby train
Left us with an old,
Strange longing
Under the soft
Strength of the rosebush?
 
Everything was so simple:
Like the clear blue sky!
Good, like in the tale
That, during the lovely siestas,
Grandpa would tell us about...
When the little piano
In the dark living room,
Would bleed out the pure
Tenderness of a waltz.
 
[Chorus:]
He's come back to life! He's come back to life!
In the hushed voices of the piano
And, with your hand's subtle spell,
Grandpa's lap will return.
 
Call out to him! Call out to him!
We will live that distant story
For, in that old mansion in Belgrano,
Defeating death itself,
Mother is calling us...
 
Quarter of Belgrano!
Old tile-roofed mansion!
Where's the pond?
Where are your courtyards?
Where are your steel grilles?
You will walk again to the piano,
My dear old sister
And, in its melodies,
The diaphanous days
Of our home, shall live again...
 
Your smile, my sister,
Alleviated my mourning
And, like in the tale
That, during the lovely siestas,
Grandpa would tell us about,
The little piano
In the dark living room
Will, once again, bleed the pure
Tenderness of a waltz...
 
[Chorus:]
He's come back to life! He's come back to life!
In the hushed voices of the piano
And, with your hand's subtle spell,
Grandpa's lap will return.
 
Call out to him! Call out to him!
We will live that distant story
For, in that old mansion in Belgrano,
Defeating death itself,
Mother is calling us...
 

• 1. (3 June 1770 – 20 June 1820), creator of Argentina's flag.

Panama

I'm doing the tour of the city
While singing la la la
I celebrated the million
And I have my account in Panama
She plays the docile woman
But she's a really satan
You bring her to the hotel
She says she has her period
 
I'm doing the tour of the city
While singing la la la
I celebrated the million
And I have my account in Panama
She plays the docile woman
But she's a really satan
You bring her to the hotel
She says she has her period
 
Go ahead cousin get up from there
Tonight I take the large
My friend is drunk
I have to drag him along with me
 
Nothing that breaks my balls
He changes his character fast
He speaks of his woman
Then he speaks of doing a robbery
We prowl all night long
She loves penis and testicules
She plays the good girl
And I drag her along by her bandana
 
There are the condes arah
My friend hides the drugs
Put on your belt bastard
This is going to end in prison
 
I'm doing the tour of the city
While singing la la la
I celebrated the million
And I have my account in Panama
She plays the docile woman
But she's a really satan
You bring her to the hotel
She says she has her period
 
I'm doing the tour of the city
While singing la la la
I celebrated the million
And I have my account in Panama
She plays the docile woman
But she's a really satan
You bring her to the hotel
She says she has her period
 
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I won't give up

I'm writing these lines a little bit offended,
angry, not so young any more.
I know that I'm just a screw in the machine,
but I dreamed of being a poet.
I dreamed, I dreamed...
in the desert to go, and to become a hermit.
I dreamed, I dreamed...
verses to write and so on.
But here's me now, in the panel ghettos,
I wander in the city, vagabond proletariat.
The foreigner, traveling from nowhere to nowhere.
I was born, I consume, I'll die.
Fuck!
 
Chorus:
But I won't give up, I won't give up, I won't! (x4)
 
I'm terribly tired, brother, from this song,
but I have to write one more verse.
Mama said 'Study accounting',
but I dreamed of being a sailor.
I dreamed, I dreamed...
the seas to roam like Magellan.
I dreamed, I dreamed...
like Vasco da Gama and so on.
But here's me now, like a dolphin on the beach.
Discarded, described, smelly unnecessary cargo.
My dreams became machine oil.
I was sold retail, wrapped in cellophane.
Fuck!
 
Chorus:
But I won't give up, I won't give up, I won't! (x4)
 
'This song became a little sad, people,
it's not radio friendly at all.'
The producer said 'It doesn't make me clap my hands.'
And I dreamed all night, that I'm flying.
I dreamed, I dreamed...
that I'm a bird - flying like a seagull.
I dreamed, I dreamed...
I'm Jonathan Livingston Seagull.
But here's me now, with broken wings,
I'd like to say - 'I'll go on'.
This unfortunately only happens in movies,
and I'm just a character in some farce.
Fuck!
 
Chorus:
But I won't give up, I won't give up, I won't! (x4)
 
Chorus:
But I won't give up, I won't give up, I won't! (x4)
 

Stargazer of the leaden sky

I'm a stargazer of the leaden sky -
no matter how much I attempt to strain my eyes,
I just can't find
that one star,
not even in the night I was looking up at
 
The asphalt gives off the smell of rain
Our arms are entwined under my umbrella
It's okay if my left shoulder gets wet
while you're walking by my right side
 
I remember us enthusiastically telling each other stories about constellations
while we headed to the planetarium together
 
I'm a stargazer of the leaden sky -
it was beautiful even though artificial, wasn't it?
You, radiant,
are laughing
and I'm just staring at you
Oh
I'm a stargazer of the leaden sky -
If we stretched out our arms,
we'd be able to feel each other
and embrace in that gentle and loving star
 
It's so bright it's impossible to see
from this house's veranda
You loved the sleepless city's
breathing, didn't you?
 
Now I can't get used to the days after you left
I seek you out like in the stories about constellations
 
I'm a stargazer of the leaden sky -
Aren't you the light
peeking through the rifts in the clouds,
drifting softly
and wavering a little?
Oh
I'm a stargazer of the leaden sky -
Even if I can't see where to stretch out my arms,
let me feel you
in that star
at least one more time
 
The last things in my mind
were your smile covered in clouds
and the comets
spilling down your cheeks
With the regrets of that time
weighing my chest down,
my tale shall be
to seek you out
 
I'm a stargazer of the leaden sky -
no matter how much I attempt to strain my eyes,
I just can't find
that one star
while looking up on my own
Oh
I'm a stargazer of the leaden sky -
Today, too, I'm searching through the rifts in the clouds
Now that you aren't here,
is it too late to say
that my life has no meaning?
Oh
I'm a stargazer of the leaden sky -
If I stretched out my arms,
I'd look up at the night
where the gentle and loving star
in which we touched each other is in
 
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Voices of Hiroshima's Birds

Aaaah... Aah...
 
- Where? Where are they?
 
- Who?
 
- Where are they?
 
- Who? Who?
 
- Men!
 
- I don't know...
 
- Look! Ash flakes! Ash flakes...! Ashes... Ashes...
 
- They've all flown away!
 
- But where? Where to?
 
- I don't know...!
 
- Let's build a nest...! Yes, a nest...
 
- But where? Where? Where...?
 
- I don't know...
 
- Look! Ash flakes! Ash flakes...! Ashes... Ashes...
 
- They've all flown away!
 
- But where? Where to?
 
- I don't know...!
 
- Let's build a nest...! Yes, a nest... A nest...
 
- But where? Where? Where...?
 
Aaaah... Aah...
 
Where?!
 

Not to Be Together

I know, sometimes if hurts like hell,
but I've heart that's love
even broken down from tears and wet,
may you not want anyone else to warm you up!
 
Chorus:
Even if my heart get changed,
hoping it will separate us,
I will love you will my new heart, do you hear it, without stopping,
I'll love you like that...
I've felt all the pain on Earth,
but I feel the most hurt if we're not together
don't leave me without love anymore! Don't, love!
 
The blood inside me turns into ice without you,
don't make me miss you like that ever again
when such a love dies
even the crows cry sad...
 
Chorus:
 
If you tell me 'come',
I'll come back to you
from the dead,
that's how I love you, that's how!
 
Chorus:
Please, don't... it hurts without you, it hurts
take my heart into your hands... forever!
 
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Seas

I will remember the sun in the morning
How you were the light of day for me
 
I will remember the sound of voice
How you left one day and the sky cried
 
So, don't ask about me
Don't go back to the past
I for you
 
If I write songs
And if I cry seas
For you
 
I won't go back
To ask for lost
Kisses
 
I will remember that the beautiful moments
Have been lost for us in the yesterday
And won't return again
 
I will remember that the lost loves
Are ships returning
From nowhere
 
So, don't ask about me
Don't go back to the past
I for you
 
If I write songs
And if I cry seas
For you
 
I won't go back
To ask for lost
Kisses