Trebolandia

Smile I woke up this morning, and i didn't know why I had some troubles in my mind, i didn't know where to hide I took a walk outside, I took a look at the sky I saw a lady across the road,  She had red eyes, she was blowing some smoke She looked at me and said: My friend, why are you so sad, we've got what we deserve The sun is shining, don't be scared Yes, smile, it's a beautiful day The sun is shining, there's light everywhere Smile, it's a beautiful day, the sun is shining, there's hope in the air And I know we've got trouble, I know we are all frustrated in some way I know we've got hunger, I know we've got pain But we also got thunder, we also have rain We also got life, we also have friends We all got reasons to smile again Smile , it's a beautiful day, the sun is shining, there's light everywhere Smile, it's a beautiful day, the sun is shining, there's light everywhere...

Crazy fool How can you win?, how can you lose? When you're not conscious of what you choose Seems you don't know where you belong Seems you know nothing about your soul You've got your guns, you've got your bombs But it ain't worth what you're fighting for You can't recognize your own thoughts So you don't now when to stop Ain't got love, in the morning Ain't got love, crazy fool Ain't got love, in the evening Ain't got love, you crazy fool How can you win, how can you lose? When you're not conscious of what you choose How can you love somebody else? When you are so in love with yourself And you've got your coat; your fancy car But in your mind you ain't going too far You can't recognize your own thoughts So you don't now when to stop Ain't got love in the morning Ain't got love, you crazy fool Ain't got love, in the evening Ain't got love, yo...

Kultura Babylon Agarra ya lo que tengas, no importa quién se queda En la kultura Babylon, donde ser malo parece mejor Y agarra ya lo que sea y sálvese quién pueda En la kultura Babylon, donde las ratas viven mejor ¿Y dónde se fue la bondad? ¿Y dónde se fue el amor? Kultura Babylon, aquí no encajo yo Juzgando sin razón, kultura Babylon Ante tus ojos veo yo, que lo que tengo es lo que soy Acá las las luces te ciegan y el ruido siempre aumenta En la kultura Babylon, ¿serás pendjo o serás matón? No importa ya la conciencia, la cosa es la apariencia En la kultura Babylon, la campana ya sonó... Se pierden las esperanzas, se inclina la balanza El equilibrio se perdió y nunca se pidió perdón Y nos enseñan soberbia, nos tratan con violencia En la kultura Babylon, la camapana ya sonó Mucho loco, mucha razón, mucha falsa explicación Kultura Babylon, me voy a buscar mi propia canción Mucho loco, mucha razón, mucha falsa explicación Kultura Babylon.....

BOUNCING AWAY Like a ball, they keep bouncing away Like a ball my dreams, they keep bouncing away Like a ball bouncing away down the hillside Like a ball my dreams, they keep bouncing away Every sign, every glimpse getting away As i reach the ultimate observer in my mind I make my steps as i try to remember Ancient memories and my consciousness awakens Because as the sun rises many messages are mistaken No one wonders who is watching, no one wonders who is waiting No one says hello to the unknown, no one welcome the mistery Dreams of mystic rivers, flowing through our souls Dreams of full moon shining, inside our eyeballs Dreams where peace and freedom rise with the shining sun Dreams where you and me walk freely across the land Without worrying about them cops, and buildings, and bombs, and guns And mother fuckn´liars! Politics... pollution to my soul Advertising... pollution to my eyes! I won´t stop, I won´t stop, I won´t Until reach my dreams wi...