Astros
Ciro y los Persas
Astros
More than one slave lives on their land
They want your wisdom when they have you
More than your suns, they want your fear
Give them your sorrows for their song
Violent turns, they still don’t feel
Maybe they’ll hit you when they find you
You’re standing on their belly
It’s the time that’s been given to you
I’ll dance, you’ll dance, he’ll dance again
The Astros are gonna see you
A good drink doesn’t hurt
When life hits hard with so much thirst
I see the rocks, they keep bleeding
And for their defeats, you’re paying
No one understands your wound anymore
Only the night has become your friend
Violent turns, they still don’t feel
Maybe they’ll hit you when they find you
You’re standing on their belly
It’s the time that’s been given to you
I’ll dance, you’ll dance, he’ll dance again
The Astros are gonna see you
A good drink doesn’t hurt
When life hits hard with so much thirst
I’ll dance, you’ll dance, he’ll dance again
The Astros are gonna see you
A good drink doesn’t hurt
When life hits hard with so much thirst
I’ll dance, you’ll dance, he’ll dance again
The Astros are gonna see you
A good drink doesn’t hurt
When life hits hard with so much thirst
I’ll dance, you’ll dance, he’ll dance again
The Astros are gonna see you
A good drink doesn’t hurt
When life hits hard with so much thirst