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Malvina - Nankeen
02:56
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Speed up it's taking years
While anybody's in a delightful free fall
In the abyss of invents
No soil limits, depths, attritions to detain us
Just don't let the battery cease
In this sensorial odyssey
Incessant sessions of suddenly buried feats
Success and succession seem synced
As frames of a brand new, colorful appeal to be skipped
In this fleeting stage of decay
We're all hybrids in an aimless way
Wherein history is fed devouring itself as cancer, a plague
The business rebuilt the innate source of verve and contemplation
You might feel your hippocampus's downfall
- Memory's blackout instant -
How many real things in the new reality?
This reality...
Almost the only worthy fields which we sowed
Refuges, millions of acres of charcoal
'Cuz the past is being denied
There are shattered seeds while hypes prevail
That's the mirror's victim’s age
Of flashes, make ups, virtual pride parades
What remains?
An unremitting feast of copper's veins
Deteriorating our minds
Lost in this so much dreamed vastness one day
In this sensorial odyssey
The almighty just can't let the battery cease!
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Malvina - The Hiding Sun
05:30
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Tyrants filling their lungs as deities
And then a grotty and laden breeze
Scathing as arsenic
The beauty's capital is grim
Oh no!
We're just city's scraps of fucking mobsters
A heir son to vend, buy each bit of our souls
We're drying among the warmth and ice in this town
A glaring sun just masks the sorrow
Rio, you don’t belong to your citizens
A black man wearing black kills a black man
Amid debris and trash grief of kids dying underfed
So let's keep our sensitiveness in a pall
Our minds and hearts at malls
Maniacs lead us in media's mazes
And all doors say 'no!'
Maniacs lead us in media's mazes
And all doors say 'no!'
The limelight over postcards hides our thralls
Everlasting days
The mirror shows you no one
Everlasting hate
Everlasting...
This whole scene is killing me
Lessened humans to HR
Faceless, but servant, abased arms
Cogent plea to justify:
The divine design
Oh Lord, you are cynic actor
It's a bitterness factory
Here we are in this puzzling hell
Siren of the sadist haj
Rio, you don’t belong your citizens
Rio, you don’t belong your citizens
Everlasting days
The mirror shows you no one
Everlasting hate
Everlasting...
The sweat of 13 hours
“That’s the life my son”
Dress the livery and live
Your fate was defined
You feel drained, aggrieved and cloistered
Every single Earth's rotation is a painful day less
You´re a hiding sun
A hiding sun
Rio...
Rio, you don't belong to your citizens
Bring the foreigners here is amazing
We're compatriots, erased
An elegy from a wasteland:
Rio, you don't belong to your citizens
Rio...
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MLC - Tina Lincopan
01:22
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Puto estado monocultural
Sanguinario cruel
Compran la vista y la razón
Y la voluntad del político y el juez
Grita y resiste gelay ko
Yanakonas y la traición.
Ya no lo pudo soportar
Tina lonko, mujer
Tejió un hilo de luz a los demás
Y su corazón de respirar
Grita y resiste gelay ko
Yanakonas y la traición
gelay ko!!!
Hija, madre, mujer, lonko, luchadora hasta el final!!!
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MLC - Fruto y Raíz
04:38
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No vas a caer ni retroceder
por tu luz, en la oscuridad
seguirás de pie
Tan claro en tu viaje
Follaje, fruto, sos raíz.
Sos nuestras manos en alto
La esperanza
Mil pies caminando
Sin marca sin dueño y sin país
Abrázame, el negocio desleal
Golpeo tu corazón
Mafia criminal
Repugnante hiel
hijos de puta, traidores
que nos matan sin parar
Voy a lavar las dos caras
Del que apunta, apunta y dispara
Sin alma y sin corazón
Tan claro en tu viaje
Follaje, fruto, sos raíz.
Sos nuestras manos en alto
La esperanza
Mil pies caminando
Sin marca sin dueño y sin país.
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Bullet Bane - Rexspace
02:26
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The only way life could be
Is the way it really is
Take the chance of your life
Your desire
Letting go of the senseless
I keep thinking on the right time
Stay and watch the game controlling
But its never too late to wake
Who's controlling your fate?
Respect for those who respect
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Where'd you go?
Dont wait
It wont be easy I know
Living without notion
I don’t wanna be just a living breathing thing
Waiting and hearing that everybody wins in the end
Never lose balance
No matter how far you’re going
Never stop being yourself
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7. |
Niste - Reflexion
01:42
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Solo hablas de los demás, no importa lastimar
señalan muy bien, discriminan mejor.
El espejo les reflejo la miseria que hoy son
difícil retractar, sabemos perdonar.
Reflexionar solo una vez
que es lo que piensan hacer?
Cambiar o qué?
Saber perder, saber ganar
que es lo que piensan hacer?
Cambiar o qué?
Ustedes no podrán ganar sobre nosotros
y menos sobre mi;
sus palabras se perderán
y las nuestras siempre serán inmortal.
Ayer, hoy , siempre seremos bien conscientes
que de lo que tengamos que decir
sea de frente y nunca de atrás.
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8. |
Niste - No Creas Nada
01:42
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Un buen discurso lleno de engaños
siguen jugando año tras año.
No creas nada es puro cuento!
El juez de turno mira a un costado, la droga libre y el NO educamos;
la misma historia todos los días.
Difícil tolerar,
Impunidad!
Cuanto por soportar?
Nos quieren manejar,
jamás conseguirán,
nuestra generación
(Confiemos).
Ellos nos quieren muy ignorantes,
si estamos sobrios nos tienen miedo.
LUCHEMOS JUNTOS NUESTROS DERECHOS .
Un buen discurso lleno de engaños
siguen jugando año tras año,
No creas nada, es puro cuento!
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