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4 The Owl
04:00
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Fire
05:43
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Storm (feat. Kerorg)
03:36
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side left, side right
chased by the storm
gotta keep it straight
gotta go and gotta fight
staying in line
following a light
sailing up the tall/high waves
swinging/singing through the night
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Supreme (feat. Aitch)
03:00
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12
04:50
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Going Down
03:52
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Spanish version: En Venezuela, hay una leyenda urbana que ha causado miedo y curiosidad por generaciones entre los habitantes de Caracas y La Guaira.
Se trata de la novia de la carretera, que no es más que el fantasma de una mujer vestida con un traje nupcial blanco, la cual le aparece en la noche a los conductores que transitan solitarios por la carretera vieja que une ambas ciudades.
La historia de la novia de la carretera se remonta a los años 50, cuando aún no existía la actual autopista que facilita el viaje entre la capital y el litoral de Venezuela.
Según se cuenta, una hermosa joven caraqueña llamada María José Cárdenas se enamoró de un hombre de La Guaira y decidió casarse con él a escondidas de su madre, que no aprobaba su relación.
El día de la ceremonia, María tomó un taxi en Caracas con su vestido de novia y se dirigió al lugar donde la esperaba su prometido.
Sin embargo, el destino le jugó una mala pasada porque el carro se averió en medio de la carretera y la futura esposa tuvo que bajarse a pedir ayuda.
Desesperada por llegar a tiempo al altar, María aceptó subirse al primer carro que se detuvo a ofrecerle un aventón hasta la ciudad costera.
Lo que no sabía era que el conductor estaba ebrio y que perdería el control del vehículo en una curva, provocando así un fatídico accidente que acabó con sus vidas en el acto.
Desde entonces, se dice que el espíritu de la novia vaga por la carretera vieja, buscando un conductor bondadoso que la lleve hasta La Guaira, donde su amado aún la espera para casarse.
English version: One of the many stories about ghosts on the side of the road, happens since the mid-twentieth century on an old highway in Venezuela, which connects the capital of Caracas with the city of La Guaira, located on the coast.
In an old road used in the past by the people of Caracas, Venezuela to go to the beach, before the current highway was built you can see, at night, the figure of a woman, dressed as a bride
According to popular belief, it is the spirit of a young woman named María José Cárdenas, who was a young woman from Caracas, who during the fifties, spent her weekends on Venezuelan beaches, on which one day she met a boy, who lived on that coast.
After a while they decided to get married, and since Maria had no family, the couple planned a simple ceremony, in the middle of the beach where they met.
On the day of the wedding, dressed as a bride, María took a taxi that would take her from Caracas to the coastal town of La Guaira, where the wedding would take place. However, halfway along the road the car broke down, leaving the bride without transportation.
They say that Maria got out of the taxi, and began to ask the travelers to take her. Finally a driver stopped and invited her to go up. Unfortunately for the future wife, the driver was drunk, which is why in one of the most dangerous curves of this Venezuelan highway he lost control, falling into the abyss, which ended his life and that of the young girl.
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9. |
Viking Sorg (feat. R*)
04:46
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Här sitter jag på stranden och tittar på landskapet
Nu undrar jag varför jag har kommit hit
fjällen? fjällen? Var är fjällen?
Fjordar? Fjordar? Var är Fjordarna?
Var är skogen? Björnarna? Älgarna?
Sjöarna är varma, havet är varmt
Det finns ingen is!
Sjöarna är blåa.
Det finns ingen is!
På sommaren kom vi hit
Landet är grönt och plant
Smaklöst. Det är inte vinter. Aldrig!
Jag saknar snön
Jag saknar björnarna
Jag saknar kylan, den kalla isen, det svarta vattnet
Människorna är många
Maten sitter på bordet
Vin finns i mitt glas
Nej nej nej
Ge mig akvavits och sång
En älg, två älg, var är älgarna
Jag söker älgarna
En varg, två vargar, jag kan inte se vargarna
Jag söker vargarna, björnarna och snön
Ge mig sång, ge mig öl, ge mig bröd
Ge mig vänner, ge mig lingonbãr
Ta dina druvor, ta ditt vin
Ge mig akvavits och sång
Åh jag saknar ..... hem
Men solen brinner
Vinet smakar sött
Kvinnorna är mjuka
Ge mig akvavits, ge mig sång, ge mig ge mig livet i norr
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10. |
I Am Your Clock
05:55
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No spirit everlasting
No radiant light
I feel naked without her
Tell me what to do
Poor stupid pigs
Born without souls
Another pearl
wasted before swine
The darker the whore
the brighter the flame
Horn of Abraxas
Blood for Blood
Horn of Abraxas
Blood for Blood
We wasted the chemist’s finest
on your whore
The cleansing power of fire
cannot be reasoned with
Horn of Abraxas
Blood for Blood
Horn of Abraxas
Blood for Blood
She’s still burning
She’s still burning
She burns
She burns
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12. |
Trap (feat. Huxley)
03:02
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Alright, we'll give it a go
I have to centre myself
You fell right into my trap, hahahaha, hehehehe
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