ES:

No hace falta que digas ni una palabra
Aun se te notan las ganas
De estar conmigo otra vez
Ni tu, ni el tiempo son capaces de arrancarme
De la historia de tu vida
Mucho menos de tu piel

Y mis besos
En tu boca
Son como agua en el desierto
Y tu con sed... de mi

Yo tan solo te susurro
Y tu dejas todo el orgullo
Mientras se desnuda tu alma
Tu mojada como río
Mientras yo te quito el frío
Y otra vez muerdes tu almohada

Eres libre
Pero mía
No importa donde y cuando
Ni con quien estés
Eres libre
Pero mía
Y puedes irte
Yo sé que vas a volver

Oh, yeah
You got it
You know it
And you like how i make you feel, girl
Needless to say you need me
Please you don't need to tell me
Being mine means you're free
But you always choose to be here
I just count 1, 2, 3
Of your body I have the key

Y mis besos
En tu boca
Son como agua en el desierto
Y tu con sed... de mi
Y mis besos
En tu boca
Son como agua en el desierto
Y tu con sed... de mi

Yo tan solo te susurro
Y tu dejas todo el orgullo
Mientras se desnuda tu alma
Tu mojada como río
Mientras yo te quito el frío
Y otra vez muerdes tu almohada

Eres libre
Pero mía
No importa donde y cuando
Ni con quien estés
Eres libre
Pero mía
Y puedes irte
Yo sé que vas a volver

Yo tan solo te susurro
Y tu dejas todo el orgullo
(Para estar conmigo otra vez)
Tu mojada como río
Mientras yo te quito el frío
(Mientras yo te quito el frío ... amor)

Eres libre
Pero mía
No importa donde y cuando
Ni con quien estés
Eres libre
Pero mía
Y puedes irte
Yo sé que vas a volver
(No importa cuando ni donde
estés)



EN:

You don't need to say a word
It's clear that you still want
To be with me again
Neither you, nor time are able to tear me away
From the story of your life
Much less from your skin

And my kisses
On your mouth
Are like water in the desert
And you' re thirsty... for me

I just whisper to you
And you leave all your pride behind
While your soul is stripped bare
You're wet as a river
While I take away your cold
And again you bite your pillow

You are free
But mine
No matter where and when
Or who you're with
You are free
But mine
And you can go
I know you're coming back

Oh, yeah
You got it
You know it
And you like how i make you feel, girl
Needless to say you need me
Please you don't need to tell me
Being mine means you're free
But you always choose to be here
I just count 1, 2, 3
Of your body I have the key

And my kisses
On your mouth
Are like water in the desert
And you' re thirsty... for me
And my kisses
On your mouth
Are like water in the desert
And you' re thirsty... for me

I just whisper to you
And you leave all your pride behind
While your soul is stripped bare
You're wet as a river
While I take away your cold
And again you bite your pillow

You are free
But mine
No matter where and when
Or who you're with
You are free
But mine
And you can go
I know you're coming back

I just whisper to you
And you leave all the pride behind
(To be with me again)
You're wet as a river
While I take away your cold
(While I take away your cold... love)

You are free
But mine
No matter where and when
Or who you're with
You are free
But mine
And you can go
I know you're coming back
(No matter when or where
you are)

THE LYRICIST’S LAMENT

Music by Sebastijan Duh
Lyrics by John Greaves

I was asked to write a song
I said “Easy,” it’s “easy peasy”
Just find a word at the end of the line
Then you gotta make it rhyme
With love and stars above
It won’t take you very long

But I found out that I was wrong
Wasn’t thinking, had I been drinking?
Words don’t fall like rain from the sky
But a lot of little jewels
Like tiny molecules
Could grow up to be a song

Try to sing it using verbal dexterity
You can wing it schmoozing perfect sincerity
You could be climbing a stairway to heaven
Once you’re up it you’ll be stuck like a puppet on a string

So we’re coming to the end the conclusion
No illusion,
This little story’s hit the end of the road
And it’s just a bunch of sounds
To please the ear
So nice to hear
And you got another job
Done and dusted

FARMER GIRL

Music by Julien Vega
Lyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega

HERE ALL ALONE IN THE CORNFIELD AT NIGHT
THE SKY’S FULL OF STARS
AND THE MOON’S SHINING BRIGHT
IF ONLY I COULD FLY OFF LIKE A BIRD,
FLY AWAY, FLY AWAY, LIKE A BLUE BIRD.

Chorus

I’LL BE DANCER TWIRLING AROUND
AN ACTRESS, A SINGER, A BEAUTY QUEEN CROWNED
MY FACE WILL BE SEEN IN EVERY MAGAZINE
FROM PARIS TO L. A.
FROM NEW YORK TO BOMBAY
FARMER GIRL, FARMER GIRL, FLY AWAY ! (DREAM AWAY)

MY MA AND PA BOTH WORK HARD ON THE LAND,
I DO MY DAMNEDEST TO LEND THEM A HAND,
I COULD NOT STAND ALL THE STRUGGLE AND STRIFE
FARMER GIRL, FARMER’S WIFE…NOT ON YOUR LIFE.

Chorus

I JUST CAN’T LIVE LIKE A BIRD IN A CAGE
EACH DAY THAT GOES BY SEEMS MORE LIKE AN AGE
INTO THE NIGHT SKY AWAY I WILL FLY
FLY AWAY FLY AWAY LIKE A BLUEBIRD

I’LL BE DANCER TWIRLING AROUND
AN ACTRESS, A SINGER, A BEAUTY QUEEN CROWNED
MY FACE WILL BE SEEN IN EVERY MAGAZINE
FROM PARIS TO L. A.
FROM NEW YORK TO BOMBAY
ALL THIS I’LL ACHIEVE
CALL ME NAÏVE
BUT I BELIEVE
DREAMS CAN COME TRUE

ES:

no me busques más que estoy cansa'
ya no tengo tiempo pa' tus dramas de sofa
ya no tengo voz para dejarte algún mensaje
ya no tengo riego solo siento un desencaje

estoy desencaja'
no quiero morirme pero si ver el nirvana
soy la Tego Calderon de esta triste balada
el García Lorca y el Calderon de la barca

solo hace teatro
esto es un teatro
ya no siento na'
la catarsis se evapora en cuanto tu te vas
las horas se vuelven flojas metete cristal
por si se te pasa
sad girl aficiona'
por si se te pasa
mis conspiraciones son teorías a estudiar
ni si quiera estoy segura de si me vas a llamar
búscame a las doce en el parque de prosperidad
no se si son mis demonios o eres tu
o es lo mismo, que mas da
que mas da

tengo los bolsillos desgastaos
de tanto meter mano y no sacar taja', no sacar taja'
solo trozos de astillas que me hacen sangrar

siete notas siete colores
siete días fumando polen
siete aros que me he comprao'
siete vírgenes he rezao'

siete notas siete colores
siete días fumando polen
siete años de mala suerte
mi materialismo es mi muerte



EN:

don't look for me any more, I'm tired
I don't have time for your sofa dramas any more
I don't have a voice to leave you a message
I don't have irrigation anymore I just feel a disjoint

I'm disjointed
I don't want to die but I want to see the nirvana
I'm the Tego Calderon of this sad ballad
the Garcia Lorca and the Calderon de la barca

it' s just theater
this is a theater
I don't feel anything anymore
the catharsis evaporates as soon as you're gone
the hours become sluggish get in crystal
in case you get over it
sad girl amateur
just in case you get over it
my conspiracies are theories to be studied
I'm not even sure if you're gonna call me back
look for me at twelve o'clock in prosperity park
I don't know if it's my demons or you
or it's all the same, what difference does it make
what difference does it make

I've got my pockets worn out
from so much reaching in and not getting any slice out, not getting any slice out
just pieces of splinters that make me bleed

seven notes seven colors
seven days smoking pollen
seven hoops that I've bought
seven virgins I have prayed

seven notes seven colors
seven days smoking pollen
seven years of bad luck
my materialism is my death