Bilingual
Album - 7 luglio 1996 - Debaser id 12846

Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?

I don't speak the language
I can't understand the words
Where angels fear to tread
I sometimes walked and tried to talk
But how can I be heard
In such a world
When I am lost
I'm doing what I do
To see me through
I'm going out and carrying on as normal

Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?

Te quiero
Entiende usted
Digame
Cuanto tiempo tengo que esperar?

I don't speak in anger
Though the chances that I've let
Pass me by and now regret
I can't forget
They're haunting me
Like a score of unpaid debts
Is it enough
To live in hope
That one day we'll be free
Without this fear
I'm going out and carrying on as normal

Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?
Hay una discoteca por aqui?

Te quiero
Entiende usted
Digame
Cuanto tiempo tengo que esperar?

(Tennant/Lowe)
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News in the city
breaks without pity
Long after the war has ended
we're still in fatigues

Up against it
The higher you fly
the further you fall

Up against it
Wondering why we
fought after all

Such a cold winter
with scenes as slow as Pinter
Synchronise your watches
there's still time to kill

Up against it
Drinking this swill
to sweeten the pill

Up against it
The more that it hurts
the less that it works

Wrapped up in nostalgia
to queue for a show
Back to Trafalgar
one kiss then I'll go

So deep in quicklime
the bones of an old crime
I knew a man who raked them over
He's still suffering

Up against it
Buried so deep
it gives me the creeps

Up against it
The longer you hate
the more that it grates

Up against it
Look left then right
and run for your life

Up against it
The more that it hurts
the less that it works

(Tennant/Lowe)
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Cross a windy bridge
one winter night
Past Embankment Gardens
enter warmth and light

Face the music
(it's never easy)
Forget the chill
Face the future
(it's never easy)
Find the will

If life is worth living
it's got to be done
One might be forgiven
for thinking
it's a life on the run
Many roads will cross through
many lives
but somehow you survive

Look around
Picture what's in store
Is this the final edit
or is the subject now a bore?

Don't shrug your shoulders
(it's always easy)
You can't ignore
That life is worth living
it's still worth a damn
One might be forgiven
for thinking
it's something of a sham
Many words may make it sound contrived
but somehow we're alive
(The survivors)
Our heads bowed
(The survivors)
At memorials for other faces in the crowd

Teachers and artists
(it's never easy)
and Saturday girls
in suits or sequins
(it's never easy)
or twinsets-and-pearls

If life is worth living
it's got to be run
as a means of giving
not as a race
to be won
Many roads will run through
many lives
but somehow we'll arrive
Many roads will run through
many lives
but somewhere we'll survive