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Age Of Change
05:23
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Boy put your trash in this big junkyard, boy put your trash in my beautiful land.
Boy put your trash in this big junkyard, boy put your trash in my beautiful land.
An age of change, an age of change...and still we're waiting.
Yours own kids below your toxic mistakes and you're burning your odds in this southern backyard,
all your nuclear shit sits under the south pole and now...
drunk by mercury and oil you throw up this black tide, cut and burn the trees of the only Earth's lung,
your home is clean but it will first fall down like your time.
An age of change you'll see, an age of change you'll see, an age of change you'll see.
And still we're waiting.
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Go!
05:14
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The sunlight call, the fields are burning, and I try, I try to go.
My wildest dreams in highways to nowhere, and I try, I try to go.
Follow a voice without no sound, so deep so deep inside,
a season spell on through the night, so soon the chance is mine.
Your fear and the distance is growing, and I try, I try to go.
Changing so fast the deal is showing, and I try, I try to go.
Script of blood over the stone, a black halo on the radiant sun,
I take your place I reach you aloud, dark shade fades when the river runs.
Like a wave raze all your senses, through the thin air above the ashes.
Over the dark place across the valley, far beyond I hear something is calling.
See you and all dreaming in a river bed uncertain, but I have to swim against the stream, forebode the shore is closer,
forgive me my love, I must try to go, to go now, you can see beyond the forms only if you want, I try to go...
and I try, I try to go.
and I try, I try to go.
A ghost of light is showing me a high place, and I try, I try to go.
I'm not alone I know I never was, and I try, I try to go.
Follow a voice without no sound, so deep so deep inside,
a season spell on through the night, so soon the chance is mine.
Like a wave raze all our senses, through the thin air above the ashes.
Over the dark place across the valley, far beyond I hear something is calling.
See you and all dreaming in a river bed uncertain, but I have to swim against the stream, forebode the shore is closer,
forgive me my love, I must try to go, to go now, you can see beyond the forms only if you want, I try to go...
Follow a voice without no sound, so deep so deep inside,
a season spell on through the night, so soon the chance is mine.
Like a wave raze all our senses, through the thin air above the ashes.
See you and all dreaming in a river bed uncertain
forgive me my love, I must try to go, to now, you can see beyond the forms only if you want, and I try...
Like a wave raze all your senses, through the thin air above the ashes.
But I have to swim against the stream, forebode the shore is closer,
forgive me my love, I must try to go, to now, you can see beyond the forms only if you want, I try to go...
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Liesland
05:42
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Let me tell you now the story about a promised land that with an Eve withouth the snake preferred the dark.
A land of lies with dollar dance, a land of cows ready to eat, a land of sad with docile smiles.
Yes under the southern sky, the pampas sleep a lonely dream
Yes under the stormy sky, the liesland sleeps a lonely dream.
She her own clock with its own time, it's a clock of gold, she's so proud of it but it's out of work fifty years ago.
She's in love with herself since she saw her own land but she has to learn that she's not alone, that the world goes round in one only way.
Yes under the southern sky, the pampas sleep a lonely dream
Yes under the stormy sky, the liesland sleeps a lonely dream.
You can't have a dream, you can't live your life she's just got to be always at your side with a corrupt style looking what you do.
She has built a lie with a football cup she has fought a war just to kill her boys and to close the eyes of her candid people.
Yes under the southern sky, the pampas sleep a lonely dream
Yes under the stormy sky, the liesland sleeps a lonely dream.
She's voting now for her president but the backdoor power is still the same now the corruption is the only power,
and when she wake up she will find surprised that all her sons will be living out of her lap around the world, around the world, around...
Yes under the southern sky, the pampas sleep a lonely dream
Yes under the stormy sky, the liesland sleeps a lonely dream.
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4. |
Almagro Song
05:32
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I came from nowhere to stay with you, only for a while
The day that some dreams are lost so I punctually arrived
I saw your smile in other place when the days turned into years
the day these cars are running so fast, you know, I'll keep you out of time.
ah ah
I crossed your line.
This world not only in appearance can change meanwhile the rain is pouring, when you and me are raising to the light so deep into deep water,
millions seeking shelter in their holes, meanwhile the storm is calling, you know when close your eyes and see so deep into deep water.
Almagro is waiting for our walk like a foggy shield, all is so afar, remembering a cruel delight when all my fears crashed over your skin.
In other land, with acid rain, a bandoneón completes its final chime, you know our love will never die like the plastic on the earth...
ah ah
I crossed your line.
This world not only in appearance can change meanwhile the rain is pouring, when you and me are raising to the light so deep into deep water,
millions seeking shelter in their holes, meanwhile the storm is calling, you know when close your eyes and see so deep into deep water.
oh oh oh Almagro oh, barrio querido
voy a ti.
ah ah
I crossed your line.
This world not only in appearance can change meanwhile the rain is pouring, when you and me are raising to the light so deep into deep water,
millions seeking shelter in their holes, meanwhile the storm is calling, you know when close your eyes and see so deep into deep water.
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ATQ (Agrupación Tradicionalista El Quirquincho) Mar Del Plata, Argentina
ATQ (Agrupación Tradicionalista El Quirquincho) was formed in 1989 by Daniel Gorostegui and Martin Misenta over a phone call during which they decided to take a shot at blending electronic music with psychedelia and south american folk music. They started practicing with Axel Eandi on bass, Pablo Artuso on drums and Gabriel Parin on guitar. The rest is history... ... more
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