alternative
rock
acoustic
funk
grunge
independent
fighters
factor
moral
moralfactor
Lyrics
Attempt of translation:
crying again
but tears will dry alone later
it hurts the thirst
of taking one minute in order to lose another minute
profiles that trembles
profiles drawn by your absence
it's been a while since I don't feel
I feel that I don't feel what I feel
as a coffee of autumn
cold as the dry leaves that flies over the path
oh, I feel that I don't feel alive
at all, my body for an ideal
oh, I live in everything that is spiritual, oh
It is very easy to say
that nothing matter, to ignore what happen to us
so easy, from the outside
outside we are meat bone and chats
while millions of fishes
are swimming trough my chest
looking for the exit
and they are going to find it
meanwhile
I seek, I seek to lose a minute to find something to seek
it may be a smile
or maybe I was just looking
to drink a coffee with you
a coffee of autumn
cold as the dry leaves that flies over the path
a coffee of autumn
cold as the dry leaves that flies over the path
oh, I feel that I don't feel alive
at all, my body for an ideal
oh, I live in everything that is spiritual, oh
there's nothing left to say here
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spanish:
llorando otra vez
pero las lagrimas se secan despues
duele la sed
de tomarse un minuto para perder otro minuto
perfiles que tiemblan
perfiles dibujados por tu ausencia
hace rato que no siento
siento que no siento lo que siento
como un cafe de otono
frio como las hojas secas que vuelan sobre la vereda
siento que no me siento mas vivo
mi cuerpo por un ideal
yo vivo en lo espiritual
es muy facil decir
que no importa nada, ignorar lo que nos pasa
que facil desde afuera
desde afuera somos carne hueso y charlas
mientras millones de peces
nadan por mi pecho
buscando la salida
y la van a encontrar
mientras yo busco
busco perder un minuto para encontrar algo que buscar
tal vez sea una sonrisa
o solamente buscaba tomarme un cafe con vos
un cafe de otono
frio como las hojas secas que vuelan sobre la vereda
un cafe de otono
frio como las hojas secas que vuelan sobre la vereda
siento que no me siento mas vivo
mi cuerpo por un ideal
yo vivo en lo espiritual
aca no hay nada que decir