Sync Different

Through the huge deserts, i wanna live
with the sand peopleWith the same customsOne person told me, sea and earth
indulge in battlefor the glory of myths and temples.So i'd go, i want to knowSo i'd go, to see the land of the
unknownwhen i was younger, we learned life iswonderfulYes it is if you live every moment like
the last onewithout money in the pocket, you can
live true moments, Wonderful!It's what this old man makes me
understand

So i'd go, i want to knowSo i'd go , to see the land of the
unknown

Malicia​ ​malicia​
morirás en la miliciacon tus dedos de seda
y esa boca una delicia

te estoy yo rogando
que me dejes entraryo te juro ​malicia​ no voy a cambiar!
Malicia malicia
​porque te gusta la injusticia
con tus ojos que aterran
me deprava tu sonrisa

ya me estás sofocando
con tus dramas demás
yo te juro ​malicia​ no voy a cambiar!
Malicia malicia
​que tu odio me acariciaCon tu lengua de fuego
me has llenado de inmundicia

ya te estoy avisando...
que me dejes de amaryo te juro malicia no voy a cambiar!

Once upon a time,Eight horses and men,Crossed The Bloody Mountains,Faster than the ghost train.To search throughout the country,Lady Glory Chance,Those men who write History,The story of a quest, the quest of a
mysterious sound,Can you feel it right now?Once upon a time...Their fate hasn't faded, their questdidn't break them,All this I am sure will not pull them
down.Because their luck and their glory is
that they'll make History and can say "Once upon a time".Eight horses and men.

Oye nena! déjame salirOye nena! déjame morirPorque está oscuro y hace calor afuera esta mejorpor eso te digo que sorry nena déjame salirdel ataúd de tu corazónes el ataúd de tu corazón
Oye nena! déjame salirOye nena déjame morir Porque no aguanto este dolor me ahoga tu sudorpor eso te digo que abras nena y déjame salirdel ataúd de tu corazónes el ataúd de tu corazón

N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veutBaudelaire ou Rimbaud
Ni poète maudit
Apollinaire ou Poe
Suffit pas d’être saoul
Ni de paraître fou
C’est pas une question de shoots
Ni de sexe ni de look

N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veut
Baudelaire ou Rimbaud
Ni poète maudit
Apollinaire ou Poe
Seulement savoir pourquoi
Tout brûle autour de soi
Pourquoi ces châteaux de sable
Qu’engloutissent les vagues
N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veut
Baudelaire ou Rimbaud
Ni poète maudit
Apollinaire ou Poe
Seulement savoir pourquoi
Faire et puis tout défaire
Et mettre tout à l’envers
Avec la même foi

N’est pas Gainsbourg qui veut
Baudelaire ou Rimbaud
Ni poète maudit
Apollinaire ou Poe
Seulement savoir pourquoi
Là-haut sur son étoile
Soufflent les vents du désert
Qui brûlent la peau et l’âme



English translation :

THERE'S ONLY GAINSBOURG


There ‘s only
Gainsbourg

Baudelaire or Rimbaud
Neither the “poète maudit”
Apollinaire or Poe
It’s not enough to
be drunk
No
appear
to be
crazy
It's not a question of shooting up
No of
sex no
of
appearances

There ‘s only
Gainsbourg

Baudelaire or Rimbaud
Neither the “poète maudit”
Apollinaire or Poe
Just
knowing
why
Everything burns around you
Why these sand castles
swallowed up by
the waves
There ‘s only
Gainsbourg

Baudelaire or Rimbaud
Neither the “poète maudit”
Apollinaire or Poe
Just
knowing
why
Make and
un-make
And putting
everything
the other way round
With the same
conviction

There ‘s only
Gainsbourg

Baudelaire or Rimbaud
Neither the “poète maudit”
Apollinaire or Poe
Just
knowing
why
Up there on his star
the desert winds
blow
burning
skin and
soul

There was a man who simply said I'm just a cosmic spill father of new ages There was a man who smiled at me you've got to leave this world behind for family