SHAPE OF MY HEART

He deals the cards as a meditation And those he plays never suspect He doesn't play for the money he wins He doesn't play for respect He deals the crads to find the answer The sacred geometry of chance The hidden loaw of a probable outcome The numbers lead a dance I know that the spades are swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart He may play the jack of diamonds He may lay the queen of spades He may conceal a king in his hand While the memory of it fades I know that the spades are swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart And if i told you that i loved you You'd maybe think there's something wrong I'm not a man of too many faces The mask i wear is one Those who speak know nothing And find out to their cost Like those who curse their luck in too many places And those who fear are lost I know that the spades are swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart

TRICICLO PERU
Triciclo con zapato un vaso de chicha un buen reloj Camisas chucheras de todo en las calles y en montn Persigna la primera venta las calles estn repletas Empuja el triciclo ambulante llamado PERU Los micros estn repletos la gente se apresta a trabajar Obreros empleados doctor enfermera y hasta un capitn Van mirando sus relojes mientras el microbusero Impulsa estos pistones llamados PERU Todos a la cima todos quieren llegar No importa el camino todos van a llegar a la cima felicidad Muchos zapatos vamos a gastar para llegar Alma para conquistarte corazn para quererte Y vida para vivirla junto a ti El pobre es el rico, el rico es el rey El rey a la gloria la gloria inmortal resurreccin Vuelve a empezar muchos zapatos vamos a gastar para llegar.

FINAL CONTDOWN
We're leaving together But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back To earth, who can tell I guess there is no one to blame We're leaving ground (leaving ground) Will things ever be the same again It's the final countdown... The final countdown Ooh oh We're heading for Venus (Venus) And still we stand tall Cause maybe they've seen us And welcome us all (yeah) With so many light years to go And things to be found (to be found) I'm sure that we'll all miss her so It's the final countdown... The final countdown The final countdown (the final countdown) Ooh ooh oh (interlude) The final countdown Ooh oh I'ts the final countdown The final countdown The final countdown (the final countdown) Ooh It's the final countdown We are leaving together The final countdown

AV LARCO
Una luz reflejaba la modelo mirando a la nada, hoy es viernes sangriento aqu pronto habr movimiento... Cazadores vienen y van buscando sus presas por la ciudad motores rugientes en pleno estan llegan a Larco a manifestar Pus es viernes sangriento, pus sus casas dejaron, buscan unas muchachas estan embalados en tragos Y las que son presas vienen tambin saben lo que tienen que exponer faldita a la moda el jean apretado llegan de todos lados... Ellas entran en la noche, ellas marcan los tonos, ellas suben al coche, estn preparadas a todo. Hay algunos que fallan otros que no se mandan es cuando se deciden el ro ya no trae agua Ellas siempre sonrien y hasta se ruborizan y cuando eso les pide se bajan del coche a prisa. La madrugada llega, alumbra.. el fin de fiesta se acerca ya calles desiertas, hay soledad largas botellas vacias ya, Dnde se fueron todos dnde qued la bulla dnde estan las muchachas dnde cazadores, dnde, dnde estn, Dnde se fue la noche, dnde est la armona,

dnde qued la bulla que alimenta las calles de Larco los viernes sangrientos de farra, dnde, dnde estan.