Paradise Killer

Acabo de empezarlo y me han bastado unos minutos de juego para saber que esto va a ser un locurote… ¿QUÉ BANDA SONORA ES ESTA? SO MUCH LOOOOOOOOVE!

Acabo de empezarlo y me han bastado unos minutos de juego para saber que esto va a ser un locurote… ¿QUÉ BANDA SONORA ES ESTA? SO MUCH LOOOOOOOOVE!
Picture Yoshino
With pink petals floating in the air
I wanna go thereTrain window facing east
And you’re always next to me
And I’m next to you
I’m next to youMeet me in the Swiss countryside
I saw a picture of it today
And I wanna go before I die
Big oceans blue, I want to see all the views
Cause there’s so much to do
And I’m next to you
I’m next to youOoo I wanna see it with you
No stopping, too much to do
Dreamcatching
Always with youPicture everything!
The world at our fingertips
And time for every trip
For all the things we wanna try before we die
Cause there’s so much to do
And I’m next to you
I’m next to youOoo I wanna see it with you
No stopping, too much to do
Dreamcatching
Always with youWe’re going everywhere!
Too much to do
Time with you stretches into the horizon
Breaks in two, let it bend
And see that anything could happen
What to do?
Time with you stretches into the horizo
Breaks in two, let it bend
And see that anything could happen
TRIPASO!

Una pena que la portada no la encuentre en la calidad ‘to-guapa’ que se merece pero lo importante aquí es el disco… ¡escúchalo! que la OMS ha dicho que un poco de pop al día da alegría.
A quién quieres más ¿a papá o a mamá? – ¿A Kylie Minogue o a Olly Alexander? Pues no lo tengo yo tan claro, la cosa anda empatada!
Song written, produced, engineered and performed by HANA… ojo ahí, y tu no te habrás levantao aún ni de la cama!
I want to be near fresh laundry
It’s been too many years of not foldingThese days, no one’s bothering me ’bout nothing
These days, no one’s bothering me ’bout nothingI want to attend nice parties
‘Round my neck and head, thin jewelleryThese days, no one’s bothering me ’bout nothingThese days, no one’s bothering me ’bout nothing
These days (these days)
These days (these days)You said you’re always on my sideBut what if my side has changed too much?
Then tell me, who am I? (Oh)
You said you’re always on my side
But what if my side has lived too long?
Something has to dieWho am I?
I want to wake up (I want to wake up)
To friends calling (friends calling)
I think I’ve had enough (think I’ve had enough)
Of hard mornings (hard mornings)These days, no one’s bothering me ’bout nothingThese days, no one’s bothering me ’bout nothing
These days (these days)
These days (these days)You said you’re always on my sideBut what if my side has changed too much?
Then tell me, who am I? (Oh)
You said you’re always on my side
But what if my side has lived too long?
Something has to dieWho am I?
Who am I?I want to be near fresh laundry
Fresh laundry
Fresh laundry
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