Feel High
(M. Joffré)
Un corazón respira
Y un pez que contamina?
Por caminar
La mugre del planeta
Se nos pega en la frente
Por avanzar
No puedo detenerlos
No puedo, no puedo
Modernismo, extravismo
No vivian solos, solos
Espero la basura
Que llegue importada
Y no cobrar
La gente está cansada
Arrugada y despreciada
Por avanzar
No puedo detenerlos
No puedo, no puedo
Modernismo, extravismo
No vivian solos, solos
Uh! Está en la mente
Y no puede desaparecer
Modernismo, extravismo
No vivian solos, solos
Modernismo, extravismo?
Modernismo, extravismo
Javier Alzerreca (transcript)
© Loukass, 1994. Bolivia.
The Comfort Zone
In the Spring of Forty-seven,
So the story, it is told,
Old John Sutter went to the mill site
Found a piece of shining gold.
Well, he took it to the city
Where the word, like wildfire, spread.
And old John Sutter soon came to wish he'd
Left that stone in the river bed.
For they came like herds of locusts
Every woman, child and man
In their lumbering Conestogas
They left their tracks upon the land.
(Chorus)
Some would fail and some would prosper
Some would die and some would kill
Some would thank the Lord for their deliverance
And some
So the story, it is told,
Old John Sutter went to the mill site
Found a piece of shining gold.
Well, he took it to the city
Where the word, like wildfire, spread.
And old John Sutter soon came to wish he'd
Left that stone in the river bed.
For they came like herds of locusts
Every woman, child and man
In their lumbering Conestogas
They left their tracks upon the land.
(Chorus)
Some would fail and some would prosper
Some would die and some would kill
Some would thank the Lord for their deliverance
And some