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Said he was an actor
Bit of a photographer
But made his living out of laughter
Which made him a comedian
Waiting for his million
That was soon coming
But for now he was bumming
He looked in the mirror
Looking back at an era
And finished up his brushstroke
And laughing at a private joke
He saw the self-hate in his self-portrait
That would one day hang in the tate
Next to a rembrandt
But still couldn t pay the rent-man
He said he was a musician
Who had this ambition
For everyone to listen
To his natural rhythm
But for now he was chilling
Just saying this :
It s a matter of time
Before I get mine you could call it fate
I m just waiting for my break
I m just waiting for my break
He said he was a model
But the only trouble
Was he didn t like the idea
Of getting photographed in swimwear
But he might try it next year
He s starting up a business
Before next christmas
Cos he worked better on his own
With a mobile phone
But still waiting for the bank loan
He said he was a worker
That suffered from inertia
A real soul searcher
That had no religion
But still went to confession
He says he is a free spirit
Though he doesn t appear it
Living in a bedsit
With no fire exit
Waiting for a giro cheque
That s soon coming
But for now he s bumming
Just saying this :
It s a matter of time
Before I get mine
You could call it fate
I m just waiting for my break
I m just waiting for my break
Let me tell you this story
Over the drink you brought me
Y see
I m an actor
Bit of a photographer
But make my living out of laughter
Which makes me a comedian
Waiting for my million
That s soon coming

In der Hingabe meiner Sucht
Mein Dasein und meine Kraft
Das Begehrte ist vergessen
Zurück bleibt nur das Verlangen

Das ist in Wort und Tat
Der längste Schrei meines Lebens
Zerissen von den Dämonen meiner Lust
Von den Schatten und den dunklen...

Nothing is certain
Nothing is right
As I pull down the curtains
And shut down the blinds
As I m closing the gates
I see your ghost wandering by
Love was a barren and desperate mistake
I ll only get flowers down in...

Chanel:
You can breathe in the music the city makes,
Dorinda:
Move by the rhythm the gypsies play,
Galleria:
Deep inside, it comes alive.
Aqua:
There is a whisper that feeds your soul,
Galleria:
Words so beautiful like a Spanish rose,
Chanel:
Til you re hypnotized, that s when you ve arrived.

Chorus:
You gotta strut like you mean it, free your...

I want to see
mountains of snow in July
Fireworks
crossing across the blue sky
When I
go
I m taking a
few things with me
I d like to go
in the late afternoon
With the
sun going...

Comba que comba,ay que calor!!
que pegaito tiene este show.
Sigue mi rumba,ponle sabor,que suavecito sabe mejor
desde mi tierra siempre a tu vera
pa que se escuche fuera de sus fronteras,
pá quien le guste,pá quien la quiera,
que cada cual la baile asu manera.
Ponle atu vida mi melodia,
cambia de ritmo,comba maria!
salta conmigo noche y...