Portishead me alegra la mañana, en la que he soñado con los ojos abiertos.
pero un sueño extraño, que no me imaginaba, que la nada era mi todo, donde
no tenia preocupaciones, ni extrañaba a nadie.
aun no se como llamar esto.
pero mientras tanto resoplan en mis oidos
las letras de Roads especificamente la vercion del live in roseland.
realmente algo de mi tiene esa banda.
KIRI SAMA.
We've got a war to fight,
Never found our way,
Regardless of what they say.
How can it feel, this wrong,
From this moment,
How can it feel, this wrong.
Storm,
In the morning light,
I feel,
No more can I say,
Frozen to myself.
I got nobody on my side,
And surely that ain't right,
Surely that ain't right.
Oh, can't anybody see,
We've got a war to fight,
Never found our way,
Regardless of what they say.
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