Esta es la rola que ha de cerrar mis ojos...
Una sonrisa asoma mi rostro... Tiemblen mortales mientras salto hacia la fogata, jajajaja!!! Acaso no es suficiente un martini para acompañar la excursión a las estrellas, observar el fuego en caprichosas figuras, aguardando narraciones de ultratumba.
Forget all your sorrows
Forget all the pain
No more fear
Nothing to suffer from
The night sky above us
Whispers with our fears
Gives us what we want
A little sign to see that we feel
To feel that live
To live how we want
Don't you feel the answer in the air
Nobody can always get what they want
Think of your fears
Think of your suffering
Don't you like it?
I know you do!
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