Flor - Las Sombras, Los Tres de Mexico, Dueto Caleta, Los Pinguinos, Los Santos, Trio Divina Ilusion & Los Cantores del Camino

Call me by name This name I can't remember I can't connect to A vicious game This calling to push forward Yet expected to remain All of these moving parts From the start we were changing I should have seen the signs All the time we'll be staging Bigger scenes and bigger stars It's not hard to contain it But to never lose it, well... We've got the heart, it's true Don't wanna waste love Don't wanna hurt you, hurt you Lifting off deeper blues We're gonna pull through We're gonna let heart hold true We entertain these people that we create That we dream of 'Til there remains no trace of what they stand for What they could be All of these moving parts From the start we were changing I should have seen the signs All the time we'll be staging Bigger scenes and bigger stars It's not hard to contain it But to never lose it, well... We've got the heart, it's true Don't wanna waste love Don't wanna hurt you, hurt you Lifting off deeper blues We're gonna pull through We're gonna let heart hold true And for so long I've lived my life listening to the wolves Looking for scraps to tear from me 'til I lose control Can't take my heart No matter how your teeth sink and pull Won't lose my heart Won't lose my heart All of these moving parts From the start we were changing I should have seen the signs All the time we'll be staging Bigger scenes and bigger stars It's not hard to contain it But to never lose it We've got the heart, it's true Don't wanna waste love Don't wanna hurt you, hurt you Lifting off deeper blues We're gonna pull through We're gonna let heart hold true We've got the heart, it's true Don't wanna waste love Don't wanna hurt you, hurt you Lifting off deeper blues We're gonna pull through We're gonna let heart hold true

Tall walls here Towering 'round home, so guarded Watch as they come crumbling 'round me Everything, everything Flows freely Everything, everything Shuffling your hold, crippling me Silence in this room, the death of me I'll keep close to home what's pulled from it Guarded in me Found reason ripped from beneath Where is my intention? New purpose; new reasons to sing my songs come swiftly Everything, everything Flows freely Everything, everything Shuffling your hold, crippling me Silence in this room, the death of me I'll keep close to home what's pulled from it Guarded in me And it breaks I never thought I'd lose my place I never thought it'd slip away I never thought I couldn't keep it locked and guarded in me (Everything, everything...) Shuffling your hold, crippling me Silence in this room, the death of me I'll keep close to home what's pulled from it Guarded in me

Your heat stays on me Your fingers tracing softly The saddest places My heartbeat's racing to the moon And suddenly I can't make sense of you So I keep losing out Cause your love's conditional You're not inconspicuous It's all so ridiculous So I keep losing out Cause your love's predictable You're not inconspicuous It's all so ridiculous I know you're playing with me, baby I can't take another round You're always fooling with me Get through with me Then you're throwing me out I'm slipping right through your fingers I'm slipping right through your fingers So I keep losing out Cause your love's conditional You're not inconspicuous It's all so ridiculous So I keep losing out Cause your love's predictable You're not inconspicuous It's all so ridiculous I'm slipping right through your fingers I'm slipping right through your fingers So I keep losing out Cause your love's conditional You're not inconspicuous It's all so ridiculous So I keep losing out Cause your love's predictable You're not inconspicuous It's all so ridiculous

"No worth" they say All I've escaped, hard as it is Staring my face of hate crimes Death has a sting you can't hide We're soaring through these trends Piecing what's left of it Money enhances, no consequences Even in innocence, a safe from the friend of it Money enhances, no common senses Don't let it drag Don't let it sink All that they want Push through the brink It's our lives All that they throw in the fire We're soaring through these trends Piecing what's left of it Money enhances, no consequences Even in innocence, a safe from the friend of it Money enhances, no common senses We're soaring through these trends Piecing what's left of it Money enhances, no consequences Even in innocence a safe from the friend of it Money enhances, no common senses

Acordei com a lua cheia Acordei com os pés no mar Filha dessa Amazônia Filha do cheiro de sal E fui sempre eu que matei a saudade do colo de vó Que cantei bossa nova, só Me perdi nas lembranças para Iemanjá Me perdi pra poder me achar Ai, já fui cigana, cidadã do ar Já beijei na boca antes do sol se apagar Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Acordei na neve branca Acordei com Barry White Acordei com capuccino Minha Itália, meu good vibes Ai, já fui cigana, cidadã do ar Já beijei na boca antes do sol se apagar Sangue misto, não repartido, vivo Sou mulata, branca sem querer Sangue misto não repartido vivo Sou mulata, branca, bom dia Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor E quando eu despertei, a minha vida Achou meu lugar E quando encontrei uma saída Não queria mais voltar E quando eu agradeço o céu por essas terras Que moram em mim O fruto eterno desse amor que vive Em um pai e mãe assim Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor Bom dia, bela flor

Estás sobre la playa de Caleta, Y el mar, te baña y acaricia Tu belleza sin par, Estás entre mis brazos Y me dejas besar, Tu boca primorosa De color de coral. El mar aquí en Caleta es más azul, Y todo es como un sueño, Si estas tú. Caleta tropical de Acapulco la flor, Aquí junto del mar florecerá Nuestro amor. El mar aquí en Caleta es más azul, Y todo es como un sueño, Si estas tú. Caleta tropical de Acapulco la flor, Aquí junto del mar florecerá Nuestro amor, Si estás tú, si estás tú.

Por los caminos del sur Hay rosas, voces y estrellas Son canciones y doncellas Bajo un alto cielo azul Por los caminos del sur Hay rosas, voces y estrellas Son canciones y doncellas Bajo un alto cielo azul Jaguares en las marañas Y pájaros sobre el río Es un bello desafío La selva con la montaña Amanece en los jornales Una ilusión campesina De céfiro es la colina Y alegría en los manantiales Por los caminos del sur Vamonos para Guerrero Porque en él falta un lucero Y ese lucero eres tú Por los caminos del sur Vamonos para Guerrero Porque en él falta un lucero Y ese lucero eres tú Jaguares en las marañas Y pájaros sobre el río Es un bello desafío La selva con la montaña Amanece en los jornales Una ilusión campesina De céfiro es la colina Y alegría en los manantiales Por los caminos del sur

Estás sobre la playa de Caleta y el mar(...) Te baña y acaricia tu belleza sin par(...) Estás entré mis brazos y me dejas besar(...) Tu boca primorosa de color de coral(...) El mar aquí en Caleta es más azul(...) Y todo es como un sueño si estás tú(...) Caleta tropical de Acapulco la flor(...) Aquí junto del mar florecerá nuestro amor(...) El mar aquí en Caleta es más azul(...) Y todo es como un sueño si estás tu(...) Caleta tropical de Acapulco la flor(...) Aquí junto del mar florecerá nuestro amor... Si estás tú... Sí estás tú... Si estás tú...

Había un cargamento de 300 kilos, que los migra atoraron Y cuando de pronto escuche la noticia, tan solo de 100 hablaron Oí el comentario, porque estaba preso, por ilegal fui cautivo Mientras que los gringos, hacían el reparto, Yo estaba haciendo el corrido A los que agarraron, eran tres hermanos, de Zacatecas vinieron Eran Juan y Pablo y Manuel Eduardo, y su apellido Guerrero Decía el emigrante a los detenidos, ya se pueden dar por muertos Si acaso yo escucho una media palabra, del corte del cargamento Yo se que la carga era de la buena, lo supe por el aroma En pocos minutos olí a la garita, amoniaco y acetona Una pobre madre ansiosa espera, a los 3 de Zacatecas Tal vez con mi canto, se entere algún día, Que siguen detrás de las rejas