Vārdi:
La Leche

It taught you a lesson, how to be afraid And how to understand your life is not a game It's more than a lesson, now you can learn no more from love Even

Life must be empty when living a lie With something to hide and nothing to show You have learned nothing but how to destroy Things that friends who love

When we came here it was done, I felt completely useless Never learned to quite adjust, and all along they knew this Carousel would someday stop and throw

51 days without a trace or an indication That his God would soon be here To take them all away Waiting for the final day and for the God Who never came

(Gustavo Napoli) Tenia veintiocho y nunca nunca la ponia su problema sexual crecia dia a dia hasta que un dia no pudo mas la leche hervia, que hervia

bien nunca creas la mentira que aveces te cuentan por ahi si a Jesus le haz entregado tu vida muy triste a haz de vivir me sabe a leche me sabe a miel

Hay historias que defraudan. Tambien hay verdades que solo te hacen pensar. Todo pasa siempre. Las manos en el fuego, siempre se quemaran La leche tiene

Tulkojums: La Renga. Satīrs La Mala Leche.

Tulkojums: Glābšanas. Matu pienā.