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    Marcus Nalgaber and Mora Amaro La Loba

    Staircase to Hell

    There are moments in Life that left a terrible trace in the soul.

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    One step, two steps,
    staircase that goes and comes to the same door,
    to the same wait,
    ladder that whenever I go up
    takes me down to Hell,
    to Hell.

    The white walls,
    the windows and their light,
    the tense calm, and you, and you,
    prisoner of life when it is over.

    And when I take your hand
    and you look at me
    without realizing that it is me,
    that it is me,
    I would like,
    I would like so much,
    so much,
    to put in your eyes
    all the memories you have lost,
    you have lost,
    to put in your eyes
    all the memories you have lost.

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    When the bells ring - Original Song

    When the bells ring - Original Song



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    The early morning bells ring
    while the rain washes my window.

    I look at the clock that in my room only serves as decoration
    and I observe the hours locked behind that sphere that is an exhibitor.

    I will take the 1, I will take the 2, the 3 the 4,
    what do I know,
    what do I know what time I will give me in my today,
    in my today, in my today, in my today …

    The street is shaking under my delirium,
    and the world is walking with me in the bed
    while my hands grab that dream
    that in the cold night left me its wings, its wings,

    The early morning bells ring
    while the rain washes my window.

    I look at the clock that in my room only serves as decoration
    and I observe the hours locked behind that sphere that is an exhibitor.

    I will take the 1, I will take the 2, the 3 the 4,
    what do I know,
    what do I know what time I will give me in my today,
    in my today, in my today, in my today …

    I will fly, I will fly, I will fly once more,
    I will fly, I will fly, I will fly once more,

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    Official Marcus Nalgaber Music Thread

    From Emptiness - Original Song

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    There are no longer words hidden in my head
    There are no longer words hidden in my head
    There is only the wind that after touching the sea
    it has the taste of salt
    and of life foreing of mine
    and of life foreing of mine

    Life that even so surrounds me
    with its indifferent connection
    turning me into a swallow that seems lost
    while searching for the promised world
    while searching for the promised world

    There are no longer words hidden in my head
    There are no longer words hidden in my head
    There is only the flight that after touching my wings
    it lifts me above the air that holds the dreams
    nested in my feathers

    There is only the wind that after touching the sea
    it has the taste of salt
    and of life foreing of mine
    and of life foreing of mine

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    To breath the same - Nu Downtempo

    To breath the same - Nu Downtempo

    This song is a is a very easy to listen to music (New World and Downtempo Fusion) Enjoy it.

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    Take me in your arms
    make me close my eyes
    and open my heart
    only to you, only to me, only to you, only to me

    Take me in your arms
    make me close my eyes
    to open my mouth
    in your mouth and breath the same

    Nothing more will exist
    when you take me away
    of this earth that hurts me

    Nothing more will exist
    when you take me away
    of this earth that hurts me

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    Una chispa de sal (A spark of salt)

    Una chispa de sal (A spark of salt)



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    This is how life bathes you,
    like the sea that sometimes pampers you
    and sometimes it drowns you,
    like the sea

    that sometimes brings you closer
    and sometimes it takes you away from the shore,
    from the shore,

    like the sea, like the sea, like the sea,

    Sea that rises to the eyes to cry with you
    and that puts salt in your mouth, a spark,
    when you want to kiss,
    a spark,
    like the sea, like the sea, like the sea

    This is how life bathes you,
    like the sea that sometimes pampers you
    and sometimes it drowns you,
    like the sea, like the sea

    that sometimes brings you closer
    and sometimes it takes you away from the shore, from the shore,

    Sea that rises to the eyes to cry with you
    and that puts salt in your mouth, a spark,
    when you want to kiss, a spark,
    like the sea, like the sea, like the sea

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    The sound of dust

    The sound of dust

    The skin, that edge of your infinity, this video, a question.

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    The sound of dust becoming life attracts my ears
    while the sunshine
    touches the roses in my backyard

    I love everything
    everything is my muse, my muse
    I love everything
    everything is my muse, my muse

    So many laughs
    so many tears,
    so many dreams,
    so many things,
    so much life filling my senses, senses, senses

    Then tell me how I could survive so much feelings
    if I were not air
    if I were not space to hold so much
    if I were not air
    if were not space to hold so much

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    Comme un papier oublié (Like a forgotten paper) Romantic Rare Song

    Comme un papier oublié (Like a forgotten paper) Romantic Rare Song

    This song in French, repetitive and hypnotic, has a very interesting flavor
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    I kept in my eyes
    the light that touched you
    just before your goodbye

    I kept in my eyes the light that touched you
    just before your goodbye

    And when the clock of the living room,
    And when the clock of the living room announced midnight,
    I had become a forgotten paper in your past

    I have kept in my eyes the silence that has remained
    when the door was closed
    And when the clock of the living room,
    And when the clock of the living room announced midnight,
    I had become a forgotten paper in your past

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    Looking at the South - Original Music - Classical Guitar Song

    Looking at the South - Original Music - Classical Guitar Song



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    Bungalow 208 - Smooth Jazz Fusion

    Bungalow 208 - Smooth Jazz Fusion - Original Music and Guitar Playing by Marcus Nalgaber



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    The past overtakes me - El pasado me adelanta

    The past overtakes me - El pasado me adelanta

    Time is a crazy wheel that hoists us and immerses us while taking off our clothes and leaving us naked
    in a space full of numbers.

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    Everything turns so fast
    that the past overtakes me
    and my steps lost the thread
    between clouds of stumbling

    Everything turns so fast
    that the nights and the days
    and its moons and its years
    they escape between my fingers

    Time and hours that move away
    and they hide in your feet
    Marks, stripes, that are maps
    of treasures in your skin

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