Los Bomberos
de Baliko El Blaylock
I sing my saddest songs in stormy weather.
Running from the thunder…
Waiting in the grey until the sun slowly rises and burns the world to gold.
Love, it burns the world to gold.
Lead my trembling hands to something familiar.
Nameless is the feeling.
Won’t somebody point me to myself, one happy memory, waiting in the distance?
A tiny glimpse of home.
I’m sinking down to the bottom of an ocean.
And I may drown if you can’t bring me up for air.
Más canciones de Baliko El Blaylock
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Las Soltera
Las Soltera
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El Choke
El Choke
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Follow The Leader
Follow The Leader
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Soca Waina
Soca Waina
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El Chuchu Tren
El Chuchu Tren
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You Reddy Wuaina
You Reddy Wuaina
