Sync Different

Yes i was young
And i was bleeding
I lost the first part of my generation meeting
And after three failed tries
Finding my proper surrection
I keep on trying to fit in this people reservation

Yes i was young
I didn’t realize
I’m getting bald without a future in the summertime
without the coconuts trying my proper surrection
I haven't seen my girl since she left with a estrange

Coming down when I'm losing your fingers
Coming down when you show me your feelings

This hot room in the basement
Is not enough to be crazy
let’s make it come on take it

Coming down when I'm losing your fingers
Coming down when you show me your feelings

Couse every day
you ́ve got something to say
No matter till the last time
I know I ́m not comin' in a fast car
You walk slow I know it’s wrong
you’re not like somebody who knows
About dub style, I know.

You got a thousand smiles
put them in the middle of your ass
The only one thing you have is hare Krishna ́s path
Take a motor and a brunch for food
Catch the things you wanna do
And get what’s coming like a real good bull

Face it

Building bridges straight to my soul

I’ve been lonely

You cut the deepest feeling in me

Are you sorry ?

One day you said that you’d be kind to me

I would burn my soul

And have you say that you want me
Wheels keep in turning
And I’ll give it a whirl

My sweet little thing just get on te stage tonight

Show me your moves
As if you had nothing to prove
Wheels keep in turning
And I’ll give it a whirl

ES:

Tu sutileza
no te esconde bien
Ya ni si quiera
entusiasmas mi parte cruel
Que mas quisieras
que ser un tal dorian grey
Buitres de bien
Debajo de tu vaivén

No quiero
verte más por las calles,
Que dolor
Que me causa tu muerte
No quiero
verte más de maleante
Que es dolor?
si el dolor pasa baby

Son mas de dos
los que quieres vencer
Pero un cuentico
Confunde tu renacer
Crecer distinto y a la
Vez sos tan igual
No puedo ver lo que haz hecho
Con tu piedad
Somos bebés llorando por alcanzar
Un tren que os lleve directo a un altar
Se mueve lento tus ojos color Ámbar
Borran recuerdos para volver a intentar

No quiero
verte más por las calles
Que dolor
que me causa tu muerte
No quiero
verte más de maleante,
que es dolor?

Pero y aveces tu
ya pareces todo olvidar
Pero también soy yo
el que quiere todo ignorar
Y lo sabes tan bien
que prefieres todo ocultar,
Todo te basta ya

Pero y aveces tu
ya pareces todo olvidar
Pero también soy yo
el que quiere todo ignorar
Y lo sabes tan bien
que prefieres todo ocultar,
Y eso no es de admirar

Y si quieres, pues llora.



EN:

Your subtlety
does not hide you well
You don't even
excite my cruel side
What more do you want
Than to be a certain dorian grey
Vultures of good
Underneath your swaying

I don't want
To see you on the streets anymore,
What pain
That your death causes me
I don't want
to see you as a thug anymore
What is pain?
If the pain passes baby

There are more than two
You want to beat
But a little story
Confuses your rebirth
Growing up different and yet
You' re still the same
I can't see what you've done
With your mercy
We are babies crying to reach
A train that will take you straight to an altar
Slowly moving your amber eyes
Erasing memories to try again

I don't want to
see you on the streets anymore
What pain
that your death causes me
I don't want
to see you as a thug anymore,
what is pain?

But sometimes you
already seem all to forget
But it's also me
the one who wants to ignore everything
And you know it so well
that you prefer to hide everything,
Everything is enough for you

But sometimes you
already seem to forget everything
But it's also me
Who wants to ignore everything
And you know it so well
That you prefer to hide everything,
And that's not to be admired

And if you want to, then cry.

ES:

Todavía lo recuerdo,
una noche simple
con el viento en mi pelo,
un aire reconfortante,
nada predecía
lo que pasaría.

De repente mi cabeza va a estallar,
de repente mis ojos no quieren enfocar,
de repente tengo que parar,
y vi una luz que destellaba y me atraía hacia allá,
y vi una luz que me incitaba a seguir a su hogar,
toqué la puerta y no hubo marcha atrás,
no hubo marcha atrás.
Me dijeron bienvenido,
este es su nuevo nido,
todo era tan brillante,
demasiado para ser real.

Qué importa voy a disfrutar,
qué importa no voy a parar.

Pasan los días
y me sentía vivo,
pasan los días
y me empiezo a sentir nocivo,
pasan los días y pregunto:
¿A qué hora voy a salir?
Fue cuando me dijeron que este hotel tenía algo especial,
fue cuando me dijeron que me tenía que relajar,
fue cuando me dijeron que este hotel te dejaba entrar,
pero no salir.
En adelante no recuerdo bien lo que pasó,
un solo de guitarra retumbando en mis sueños
estaba atrapado, consumado, atrapado.

De repente mi cabeza va a estallar,
de repente mis ojos no quieren enfocar,
de repente tengo que parar,
y vi una luz que destellaba y me atraía hacia allá,
y vi una luz que me incitaba a seguir a su hogar,
toqué la puerta y no hubo marcha atrás,
no hubo marcha atrás.


EN:

I still remember it,
one simple night
with the wind in my hair,
a comforting air,
nothing predicted
what would happen.

Suddenly my head is going to explode,
suddenly my eyes don't want to focus,
suddenly I have to stop,
and I saw a light flashing and drawing me there,
and I saw a light beckoning me to follow it into its home,
I knocked on the door and there was no turning back,
there was no turning back.
I was told welcome,
this is your new nest,
everything was so bright,
too much to be real.

Who cares I'm going to enjoy it,
who cares I won't stop.

Days go by
and I felt alive,
days go by
and I start to feel harmful,
days go by and I ask myself:
What time am I going to leave?
It was when they told me that this hotel had something special,
that's when they told me I had to relax,
that's when they told me that this hotel lets you come in,
but not leave.
From then on I don't quite remember what happened,
a guitar solo thundering in my dreams.
I was trapped, consumed, trapped.

Suddenly my head is going to explode,
suddenly my eyes don't want to focus,
suddenly I have to stop,
and I saw a light flashing and drawing me there,
and I saw a light beckoning me to follow it to its home,
I knocked on the door and there was no turning back,
there was no turning back.