Arqueólogos Y Escapistas Lyrics & Chords By Matias Cena Y Los Fictions

Black wind blowing in the cotton field, honey There's a black wind blowing in the cotton field, baby There's a black wind blowing in the cotton field And oh, how funny it...read more

Me vestí como negando mi forma de ser. Para que me miren pienso qué podría hacer. Tantas cicatrices no se ven pero sí están. Son muchas las cosas que tendríamos que...read more

Driving home I see those flooded fields How can people not know what beauty this is I've taken it for granted my whole life Since the day I was born Clouds hang on these...read more

When the prisoner died Lord, we knew we had failed The black ladies sang And the neighborhood children wailed Now the siren singers Are about to come out Can we blame...read more

Oh baby, hold me now Here's an easy one Since it's getting late Since you're half asleep And I couldn't wait For the tired sun With its tired light To wake up the world ...read more