Miguel Bose - Amazonas Lyrics
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Amazonas
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What Are The Lyrics For Amazonas By Miguel Bose?
Horses are bridled and waiting, we ride with the morning light
Tracks of the creatures to follow, the path of exotic life The waters and the crossing await, us only hours away Wish I could take you along, Amazonas, to discover Secrets untold, hesitantly we are sailing there’re rumors Of a sudden attack, stories of grave misadventure, The darkness striking back, four months of deadly living, No guarantee, we will return, wish I could, take you along Amazonas, To discover secrets untold, the waters and the crossing await, Us only hours away, four months of deadly living And no guarantee, we will return Amazonas Voces, lamentos tribales Nostalgia de un cierto mar (Bonjour, Bambú) Manuel, abre el sendero Me dice, there’s not way back! (Bonjour, Bambú) Why conozco estas historias Que destrozaran mi cuerpo, oh no! Wish I could take you along, Amazonas To discover Secrets untold, ouoo! Wish I could take you along, Amazonas To discover Secrets untold, ouoo! Fiebre why delirio me acechan Lamiéndome la humedad (Bonjour, Bambú) Oigo una bestia que aúlla No quiero, mirar atrás (Bonjour, Bambú) Why detesto los excesos Que castigan mente why nervios, no! (Bonjour, Bambú, Bonjour, Bambú) (Bonjour, Bambú, Bonjour, Bambú) Y conozco estas historias Que destrozaran mi cuerpo Y detesto los excesos Que castigan mente y nervios, no! |
Who Wrote Amazonas By Miguel Bose?
Joao Donato, Lysias Enio
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What's The Duration Of The Amazonas By Miguel Bose?The duration of Amazonas is 4:41 minutes and seconds. |
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