Luca Dirisio - Calma y sangre fria

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Trato de entender cual es mi identidad,
Sin pedir una ayuda, sin pedir una mano.
Grito en vano nadie me responderá,
Menos mal que doy pasos en firme y seguro
Soy como debo ser y no cambiaré.
Aunque coma pan con algo de maldad
No será un buen motivo para ser un bandido.

Camino, voy solo, sin mirar para atrás
No dejo de correr
Los golpes enseñan, sirven para crecer
No sucumbiré

ESTRIBILLO:
Basta la calma y sangre fría, calma...
Basta la calma y sangre fría...
Calma y sangre fria, calma...
me basta calma y sangre fría...

No aconsejo a nadie la agresividad
y defiendo mi nombre, me basto yo solo
Tonto por lanzar mi popularidad,
si me juzgo yo mismo me absuelvo de todo
No tengo que esconder, ni soy mendigo
Creo todo lo que no me hace mal,
no le pido a la vida nada en especial.

Camino, voy solo, sin mirar para atrás
No dejo de correr
Los golpes enseñan, sirven para crecer
No sucumbiré

ESTRIBILLO:
Basta la calma y sangre fría, calma...
Basta la calma y sangre fría...
Calma y sangre fria, calma...
me basta calma y sangre fría...

**ESTRIBILLO (x2)*

Inne utwory

  • Stufa calda
  • Piange il sole
  • Crisi di governo
  • Non mi sposto
  • Tu che fai
  • Per sempre
  • Se provi a volare
  • La ricetta del campione
  • Mi amigo vende te
  • Spariro
  • Devi darmi di piu
  • Il mio amico vende il te
  • Magica
  • Destino anarchico
  • Hotel Cervo
  • Losowe utwory

    Millennium fever

    Herr god, herr lucifer
    Out of the ashes I rise
    The end of my centurys sundown
    Burnt into my eyes

    Backward thinking didnt get me
    Where I am today
    I been dreamin of freezing my mind
    In californi-i-a

    Hey cyberchrist cardiac-hero
    From the ashes I ride
    We know...

    Beat of love

    This is for the ones
    That like to party till dawn
    And the beat won t stop
    Till the last one drops
    And the people won t stay
    If the DJ don t play
    This if for the ones
    Who like to really have fun
    And the bad girls do

    Head in my hands

    Crouched your room
    it happened to soon i know
    Insults were thrown
    you think you d grown by now
    Feelings inside
    start to subside and grow
    Where are you now
    where are you now let me know

    You got your head in your hands
    stop screaming
    You got your...

    Too much, too little, too late

    JOHNNY:
    Guess it s over, call it a day
    Sorry that it had to end this way
    No reason to pretend
    We knew it had to end some day, this way

    DENIECE:
    Yes, it s over, the kids are gone
    What s the use of tryin to hang...

    Fear of a black planet

    Man you ain t gotta
    Worry bout a thing
    Bout your daughter
    Nah she ain t my type
    (But supposin she said she loved me)
    Are you afraid of the mix of Black and White
    We re livin in a land where
    The law say the mixing of race
    Makes the blood impure
    She s...