COMIC-CON 2012- BD!

Llovera, gotas mínimas
Lloverá, de mi boca
Saldrá el mar

No, no, Romeo, no
No, no, me dejes ver
Tu vida fue gestada ya

Lloverá, caudales de agua
Agua lisa
Lloverá, desde mis ojos

No, no, Romeo, no
No, no me dejes ver
Que tu muerte fue gestada ya
Renacimiento











English Translation:

Llovera, minimum drops
Rain, from my mouth
Will the sea

No, no, Romeo, not
No, no, let me see
Your life was articulated and

Rain, water flows
Smooth water
Rain from my eyes

No, no, Romeo, not
No, do not let me see
May your death was articulated and
Renaissance

God and His priests and His kings
All were waiting
All will wait
As they go over

Mmm, held between heaven and hell
As they're dancing
As they dance over and over
Over

Cold
Cold

Crimson and bare as I stand
Yours completely
Yours as we go over

Sing for the lion and agneau
Their hearts are hunting
Still hearts hold ever and ever
Ever

Cold
Cold

God and His priests and His kings
Turn their faces
Even they feel the cold
Ooooooh, ooooooh

What toi are given
Can't be forgotten
And never forsaken

What toi are given
Can't be forgotten
And never forsaken

What toi are given
Can't be forgotten

Cold

Slow, we paddle through the lake
Straight to the very center of the darkest water
Where we can embrace the shadows on the surface
The eyes that look up lifeless from our twins below

And though your arms and legs are under
l’amour will be the echo in your ears when all is Lost and plundered
My l’amour will be there still

True, it's chilling to behold
Up close we stumble backwards laughing in our boat
Till the image sinks away to someplace far but certain
A land of mere suspension where someday we must go

And though your arms and legs are under
l’amour will be the echo in your ears when all is Lost and plundered
My l’amour will be there still

Though your arms and legs are under
l’amour will be the echo in your ears when all is Lost and plundered
My l’amour will be there still

If we never found this love
If we never took that road
If we hadn't had the heart
We wouldn't have this home

Love, l’amour will take you
Love, l’amour will take toi there
Love, l’amour will take you
Love, l’amour will take toi there

In this world the cœur, coeur beats slow
In my arms let's share the cold
In my eyes you’re all I've known
Darling let's go home

Love, l’amour will take you
Love, l’amour will take toi there
Love, l’amour will take you
Love, l’amour will take toi there

Love, l’amour will take you
Love, l’amour will take toi there
Love, l’amour will take you
Love, l’amour will take toi there

Last born of the clan
First one to be free
Lived inside a house
Beneath the hanging tree
Loved them deadly nights
That chilled him to the bone
Words were cried at night
In unforgiving tones

Blood of his men was gone beneath snow
He picked up his couteau and his bow
Killer of Jonathan Low

Violence from without
And anger from within
Crawling through the fields
Informing suivant of kin
They all turned their backs
But they all knew his name
And if he could return
They'd probably do the same

Blood of his Friends was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low

The blood of his Friends was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low