Tarantella
Fighting against this bittersweet sore,
A dagger from the East in my back it tore.
A hyena gives her a cold poisoned hand
Which smells like the carrion (it) cooks in its land.
Having me in thrall shattering my soul,
A withered lily and a liquid rose.
In the realm of gold where heartbeats arose
Now, there is a river which no longer flows.
Nevermore.
It's always my fault. It's always your forgiveness.
I got knocked out caring for puppy-dog faces.
Nevermore.
Nevermore.
Hold on every breath.
Live between life and death.
This song is a reaction to every single threat.
It's our Tarantella.
It's our Tarantella.
This song's the twit of a nightingale
That spring brings back to the grave.
Watching how burns everything I built,
You partenered with a thief,
Watching how falls every single leaf.
Blinding love, drinking crocodile tears.
Having me in thrall sharing my soul,
In the realm of gold where heartbeats arose
Hold on every breath.
Live between life and death.
This song is a reaction to every single threat.
It's our Tarantella.
It's our Tarantella.
This song's the twit of a nightingale
That spring brings back to the grave.
(...)
Hold on our breath.
Live between life and death.
This song is a reaction to every single threat.
It's our Tarantella.
It's our Tarantella.
This song's will not twit like a nightingale
That spring brings back to the grave.
Living between life and death.
A dagger from the East in my back it tore.
A hyena gives her a cold poisoned hand
Which smells like the carrion (it) cooks in its land.
Having me in thrall shattering my soul,
A withered lily and a liquid rose.
In the realm of gold where heartbeats arose
Now, there is a river which no longer flows.
Nevermore.
It's always my fault. It's always your forgiveness.
I got knocked out caring for puppy-dog faces.
Nevermore.
Nevermore.
Hold on every breath.
Live between life and death.
This song is a reaction to every single threat.
It's our Tarantella.
It's our Tarantella.
This song's the twit of a nightingale
That spring brings back to the grave.
Watching how burns everything I built,
You partenered with a thief,
Watching how falls every single leaf.
Blinding love, drinking crocodile tears.
Having me in thrall sharing my soul,
In the realm of gold where heartbeats arose
Hold on every breath.
Live between life and death.
This song is a reaction to every single threat.
It's our Tarantella.
It's our Tarantella.
This song's the twit of a nightingale
That spring brings back to the grave.
(...)
Hold on our breath.
Live between life and death.
This song is a reaction to every single threat.
It's our Tarantella.
It's our Tarantella.
This song's will not twit like a nightingale
That spring brings back to the grave.
Living between life and death.
Credits
Writer(s): àlex Aubach, David Garcia, Eduardo Arqué, Oriol Batalla
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