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Dream of the Bell Flower
04:03
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Mira Quién Llegó
03:21
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Mira quien llegó, mira quien llegó
Es la que te gusta, mira quien llegó
Pásala pa’ aca, sácala a bailar
Que esa vino sola y tú estás acá
Mira quien llegó, mira quien llegó
Es la que me gusta, mira quien llegó
vengase pa’ aca, no la miren más
Que esa vino sola y aquí está papa
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Guaracheo
03:43
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Javelin
07:27
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No cage to hold these thoughts
No plan of not getting caught
As we fight for our lives
They turn away from our cries
It’s the worst of our fears
Our hunting grounds have disappeared
Different stars in their skies
Different colors in a stranger’s eyes
I will take a stand with my javelin
I will take a stand
No cage to hold them back
No plan of counterattack
Our numbers dwindle down
A kingdom loses it’s crown
Different stars in their skies
Different colors in a stranger’s eyes
They’ve brought us so much pain
There’s no shame in making them feel the same
I will take a stand with my javelin
I will take a stand
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Rata
02:50
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Broder, me jodiste eres una rata
Lo que tú me hiciste, no se le hace a un pana
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The Devil is a Charmer
03:30
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The devil is a charmer,
He smiles and dances the samba.
You better run baby,
run baby,
run baby,
run!
He slides in through your doorway.
He’ll talk you into letting him stay
You better run baby,
run baby,
run baby,
run!
The devil in a sauna,
Around him swim the piranha…
You better run baby,
run baby,
run baby,
run!
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Kakalapapanga
04:25
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You’re a wretched angel with a silent temper
Indian Summer field of colors spinning like a record.
Cast off your melancholy clothes,
taste the sunshine while you can.
Dissolve into a careless pose,
a million roads that lead nowhere.
Ring the alarm
Call a truce
For we haven’t even been introduced.
I’m a copper wire twisted ‘round a seashell,
Useless and uncommon, kept beside an inkwell.
A conversation that is trapped,
inside a clockwork figurine.
A love completely off the map,
made of smoke and gasoline.
Ring the alarm
Call a truce
For we haven’t even been introduced.
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Locobeach New York
Locobeach is cumbia pop; latin disco with a psychedelic/spaghetti western edge. This supergroup of a band is comprised of Jose Luis Pardo on guitars/vocals , Neil Ochoa on congas/percussion/electronics, Joshua Camp on accordion/keyboards/vocals and Edward Marshall on bass., Andres Fonseca Alphonso on Timbales & Drums. Dance music for your brain! ... more
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