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EL MAR NO CESA

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Company:EMI-OdeonDate:1988
Produced by:Gustavo Monterano, Roberto DurrutyTime:53:37Type:L.P.
Tracks:

  1. Mar Adentro Ver tabs Música MIDI
  2. Hace Tiempo Ver tabs
  3. Fuente Esperanza Ver tabs
  4. No Más Lágrimas
  5. Olvidado *
  6. La Lluvia gris
  7. Flor venenosa Ver tabs
  8. Agosto
  9. El estanque Ver tabs
  10. La Visión de Vuestras Almas
  11. Ia Isla de las Iguanas *
  12. ....16 Ver tabs
  13. Héroe de leyenda Ver tabs
* CD bonus track

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Transcribed by Sascha M. Busch (http://pbhrzx.uni-paderborn.de:8080/~e91794/)
  1. seawards Música MIDI

    and finally I have found a way
    that will guide my steps
    and tonight love waits for me in your lips
    with every look - by God -
    the memory burned inside of me
    but I already had rejected the rotten fruit for ever

    I'm in the prison of desire

    and even if I shall dig the grave in the earth
    of which I know that it waits for me
    never did anyone see me cry like this
    that a valuable moment ends
    and vulgarity should follow it
    and swim seawards and cannot drown

    I'm in the prison of desire

    and finally I have found a way
    that will guide my steps
    and tonight love waits for me in your lips
    with every look - by God -
    the memory burned inside of me
    and swim seawards and don't want to drown

    I'm in the prison of desire
    I'm in the prison of desire near you
    I'm in the prison of desire near you

  2. long ago

    I have moments in which I only remember
    one conversation
    perhaps it was only bare words
    but from the heart

    it's been long ago that I have seen you
    perhaps I don't call you because I don't dare to
    it's been long ago, that I have seen you
    quite possible that we have changed,
    perhaps to the worse?

    I have moments in which I only remember
    a revolution
    savage fighters with weapons of loam
    what was agreed?

    it's been long ago that I have seen you
    perhaps I don't call you because I don't dare to
    it's been long ago, that I have seen you
    quite possible that we have changed,
    perhaps to the worse?

    perhaps, perhaps, perhaps to the worse?

    it's been long ago that I have seen you
    perhaps I don't call you because I don't dare to
    it's been long ago, that I have seen you
    quite possible that we have changed,
    perhaps to the worse?

    it's been long ago that I have seen you
    perhaps I don't call you because I don't dare to
    it's been long ago, that I have seen you
    quite possible that we have changed,
    perhaps to the worse?

  3. well of hope

    to hide myself like in a subterranean river
    I cried like a child, inevitable fear
    a bad tempest caused me to
    secretly seek a bit calmness in a dream

    always searching for a well
    to be able to breathe
    if I can see a footbridge from afar
    I believe to lose my mind

    to turn myself away from the sounds that we listened to yesterday
    to lose myself in lonely oblivion
    and I will throw a whole created world,
    since Eve's times, down into a bottomless well

    always searching for a well
    to be able to breathe
    if I can see a footbridge from afar
    I believe to lose my mind

    always searching for a well
    to be able to breathe
    if I can see a footbridge from afar
    I believe to lose my mind

    always searching for a well
    to be able to breathe
    if I can see a footbridge from afar
    I believe to lose my mind

  4. no more tears

    silence! I heard a voice
    is it possible that someone remembers me
    I cannot, tragic light
    I feel your hidden eyes in names,
    so many names...

    even if the air does not know what occurs
    the wind takes away what happens

    silence! I heard a rumour
    I wanted to find myself for an abyss
    the fear, just in time
    just one second poking in the void
    the complete void

    even if the air does not know what occurs
    the wind will carry you away, carry you away

    I cannot hear you ever distant voice,
    oh no, so far away...
    I don't want to hear your ever broken voice
    oh, no...

    I cannot sleep with these tears falling on me
    I cannot sleep with these tears falling on me
    I cannot sleep with these tears falling on me
    I cannot sleep with these tears falling on me.

  5. forgotten

    searching amongst the shadows
    I move without course in the direction of light
    with a emaciated mind
    and blinded by my fate
    forgotten, forgotten, forgotten, forgotten

    I feel the ground under the patio
    someone comes in through the window
    the dove flies low
    with danger and without vengeance
    forgotten, forgotten, forgotten, forgotten
    forgotten, forgotten

    I search for my future
    in a turbulence of cats
    one day I will find
    searching amongst the shadows
    forgotten, forgotten, forgotten, forgotten
    forgotten, forgotten, forgotten, forgotten
    forgotten, forgotten

  6. the grey rain

    the grey rain disintegrates into memories
    a drop glides, a second, a wish

    at least one word for you
    one word for you

    the grey rain exposes a mask
    only for a kiss I should not remain silent

    at least one word for you
    one word for you

    the grey rain, nearly always a rejection
    that long is the waiting in my heart

    keep me away from the danger caress
    the hunger dies...
    .. in the dark

    keep me away from the danger caress
    the hunger dies...
    .. in the dark
    .. in the dark
    .. in the dark
    .. in the dark
    .. in the dark

    at least one word for you
    one word for you
    at least one word for you
    one word I want to hear.

  7. poisonous flour

    I can't find words to express it
    and sometimes I feel, that the thought,
    a sign language, is without meaning

    not every time I do understand what happens to me
    struggling I go until I collapse
    terrible drunken

    leave me at least a moment alone
    leave me at least in peace
    this interval of time
    which I always lost
    perhaps it could be like it in this valuable moment
    like you, like you, like you, like you

    I would rather explode from so much alcohol
    with your treacle of a poisonous four
    and I sell a mother for each new glass

    leave me at least a moment alone
    leave me at least in peace
    this interval of time
    which I always lost
    perhaps it could be like it in this valuable moment
    like you, like you, like you, like you

    leave me at least a moment alone
    leave me at least in peace
    this interval of time
    which I always lost
    perhaps it could be like it in this valuable moment
    like you

    leave me at least a moment alone
    leave me at least a moment alone

  8. August

    the gipsy-blood that runs inside of me,
    mixes to a cocktail of sweet flavour
    in the gipsy-blood that runs inside of me
    burns a fire
    from my hands directly to my heart...

    and with daybreak, soul of flours,
    flies above, mixes up the tides
    every morning, soul of flours,
    and I feel sorry not for me
    sooner or later I will lose my chains

    once in a lifetime
    I have to find
    the August-night inside of me
    my lost soul
    that I threw into the sea

    promised land that belongs to us
    by deeds, by art and by the mercy of God
    promised land that belongs to us
    what does it matter to us
    to be Morisco or Christian
    if there is enough for both

    in the gipsy-blood that runs inside of me
    burns a fire
    from my hands directly to my heart...
    to my heart...

    once in a lifetime
    I have to find
    the August-night inside of me
    my lost soul
    that I threw into the sea

    once in a lifetime
    I have to find
    the August-night inside of me
    my lost soul
    that I threw into the sea

  9. the pond

    the laws of wilderness disguise my escape
    the pond doesn't stop to expand

    that much the level rises
    the sea
    pours over and drowns me

    that much the level rises
    the sea
    pours over and drowns me
    there's only sand

    only at this moment, the misunderstanding
    the pond, the pond

    that much the level rises
    the sea
    pours over and drowns me
    there's only sand

  10. the sight of your souls

    and I lose myself amongst the signs
    and the lies of the books
    how hypocritical they are, indeed...
    with each sunrise they offer
    to bury dead, to scatter living.

    and I cannot remember
    the sight of your souls sinning
    the sight of your souls sinning.

    if the story would not be true
    my ignorance would condemn me,
    to steal them the time from behind
    to dare does not pay

    and I cannot remember
    the sight of your souls sinning
    the sight of your souls sinning
    the sight...

    and I cannot remember
    the sight of your souls sinning
    the sight of your souls sinning.

    I only understand signs
    the madness of the witness
    how mad he is...
    every evening he would like
    to scatter dead, to bury living,
    alive!

  11. the island of the iguanas

    the iguana...

  12. ...16

    fragmentary memories of yesterday
    your unusual laughter that crushes me
    the dreams of an old cry of a god
    the signs were both created

    I don't know how I can serve the sentence
    I don't know how I can serve the sentence

    the ruin of Memphis and the tumult
    could not understand that reaction
    not to shoot to kill
    I wanted to prevent such a tension
    I believe in luck more
    than in games of choice
    every caution is too little for love
    amongst the silk sheets, you and me
    I don't know how I can serve the sentence
    I don't know how I can serve the sentence
    I don't know how I can serve the sentence

  13. legendary hero

    always in the dark
    the voice has no meaning
    silence is all
    hero in his own oblivion

    in his dead eyes
    is written eternal punishment
    the legendary hero
    belongs to a dream of one fate

    locked in time
    he has lost his courage
    to escape from his cell
    the hero without hope

    in his dead eyes
    is written eternal punishment
    the legendary hero
    belongs to a dream of one fate

    in his dead eyes
    is written eternal punishment
    the legendary hero
    belongs to a dream of one fate

    in his dead eyes
    is written eternal punishment
    the legendary hero
    belongs to a dream of one fate

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