Come as you are, as you were,
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy
Take your time, hurry up
The choice is your, don't be late
Take a rest as a friend as an old memory
Come doused in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend, as an old memory
And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy
Take your time, hurry up
The choice is your, don't be late
Take a rest as a friend as an old memory
Come doused in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend, as an old memory
And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun
Ven tal como eres
Ven como tú eres, como tú eras,
Como yo quiero que seas
Como un amigo, como un amigo, como un viejo enemigo
Tómate tu tiempo, date prisa
La elección es tuya, no llegues tarde
Tómate un descanso como un amigo, como un viejo recuerdo
Ven rociado de barro, calado de lejía
Como yo quiero que seas
Como una moda, como un amigo, como un viejo recuerdo
Y juro que no tengo un arma, no, no tengo un arma
No, no tengo un arma
Kurt Cobain
Escrito por jose el martes, 21. diciembre 2004, 21:26
