miércoles, 27 de mayo de 2009

Chris Cornell - Black hole sun



In my eyes
Indisposed
In disguise
As no one knows
Hides the face
Lies the snake
The sun
In my disgrace
Boiling heat
Summer stench
neath the black
The sky looks dead
Call my name
Through the cream
And Ill hear you
Scream again.

Black hole sun
Wont you come
And wash away the rain
Black hole sun
Wont you come
Wont you come.

Stuttering
Cold and damp
Steal the warm wind
Tired friend
Times are gone
For honest men
And sometimes
Far too long
For snakes
In my shoes
A walking sleep
And my youth
I pray to keep
Heaven send
Hell away
No one sings
Like you
Anymore.

Hang my head
Drown my fear
Till you all just
Disappear.

1 comentario:

El Mar no Cesa dijo...

x Dios, que buena esta canción (y el comentario tipico de chica), y que bueno esta este tio!!! Vaya regalo que me has hecho Sid, gracias!!!
Un beso,
El Mar.