Canta un trozo de una Canción

mientele no le digas lo que hiciste ayer.. cuando me viniste a ver

 

We'll be fighting in the streets
With our children at our feet
And the morals that they worship will be gone.. (8)

 

Shrill cries
angel dies
shrill cries
outbreak of evil

 

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?..

 

Metanse su wea de guerra en la raja......bis

 

No his mind is not for rent
to any god or government.. (8)

 

set it off
set it off my children
set it fireee!!!!!

 

noc como se escribe esta en ingles :S

 

Si hay tantos peces en el mar
por qué siempre pesco el que no me deja nadar

 

show me how to liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiivvvvvvvvvvvv ah ah ah a ha haahhh ahh ahah ahhhhhhhh

 

The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter..