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Once I was a big old bear
Reigning blows on sparkly snares
In the woods after the snow
The white noise witch her hammers cold
Rest beneath the pine and rose
In our suits and Sunday clothes
Cheer up my brother
It's going to be alright
I know your hearts are heavy as mountains
But were going to go back home one day
hang there little winter star
Tell me who you really are
Up above the world so high
Like a diamond in the sky
Born with honey in my hair
Once I was a big old bear
Cheer up my brother
It's going to be alright
I know your hearts are heavy as mountains
But were going to go back home one day
Wore my dress up to my knees
There's ghosts of babies in the streams
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A horse, a horse
My kingdom for a horse
Rattling on magnetic fields
Yes, I did use up
The last box of sparklers
Before they went bad
Got wet or decayed
Homecoming queen, homecoming queen
Teeth what were sharp
Are ground down and done
My crooked spine becoming more brittle
What once grew straight
And tall t'wards the sun
Absorbing back down
To dirt like a sponge
Homecoming queen, homecoming queen
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Si salvases tu muela de juicio
quemarías tu árbol de navidad.
Fué arrastrado por un burro
entre la mugre y los yuyos
Alguna vez fué un bebé gordito.
Dejaste la gordura atrás,
Se te rieron los vagos de la ciudad.
Fué arrastrado por un burro
entre los vidrios y los yuyos
Alguna vez fué un bebé gordito.
Quemaste tus muelas de juicio,
salvaste tu árbol de navidad.
Fué arrastrado por un burro
entre los motores y los yuyos
Alguna vez
fué un bebé gordito.
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HaRan - Sunshine
05:40
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opened my eyes
And watched the sunshine
It had been out all night
To relax and unwind
There will come a time gigantic
Waves will crush the junk that I have saved
When the moon explodes or floats away
I'll lose the souvenirs I made
La la lara la la la lara
I lay down on the grass
And let the insects do their thing
She covered me with wings and
Held my head and said 'poor thing'
There will come a time gigantic
Waves will crush the junk that I have saved
When the moon explodes or floats away
I'll lose the souvenirs I made
La la lara la la la lara
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En el fantasma de la mañana
Temblando y envejeciendo
Oliendo aceite quemado del cielo
Unos diez años, demasiado tiempo
No se levanta
Cuando entro en la habitación
Ella no corre
Por los campos nunca más
Hago un fuego en la cocina
Por su cama una estufa
Y un paseo al cementerio
Pero ella no quiso venir
No se preocupa
Por todos esos cuervos muertos
A pesar de que
Están ya lejos de mí
No se levanta
Cuando entro en la habitación
Ella no corre
Por los campos nunca más
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