Astros
Ciro Y Los Persas
Stars
More than one slave lives on their lands
They want your knowledge when they have you
More than your suns, they want your fear
Give him your sorrows for his song
Violent turns, not yet felt
Maybe they will whip you, when they find you
On his belly you stand
You got the time you got
I will dance, you will dance, you will dance again
That the Astros are going to see you
A good drink doesn't hurt
When life hits with so much thirst
I see the rocks, they keep bleeding
And your defeats, you are paying
No one who understands your wound anymore
Only the night became your friend
Violent turns, not yet felt
Maybe they will whip you, when they find you
On his belly you stand
You got the time you got
I will dance, you will dance, you will dance again
That the Astros are going to see you
A good drink doesn't hurt
When life hits with so much thirst
I will dance, you will dance, you will dance again
That the Astros are going to see you
A good drink doesn't hurt
When life hits with so much thirst