Rarezas & Ineditos Sumo Luca Prodan PARTE 2

Rarezas & Ineditos Sumo Luca Prodan PARTE 2

Luca Prodan Winter En Las Sierras

Letra Traducida Por Mi
Wrap up ties,what a waste of night
Waiting for the sun...
When you think of her,in special way
What's new tune to her?
She's over there,your over here
Diying for the sun...



Sumo Ha Ha Disco

Desconocida


Luca Prodan Strange Things Happening Round The Corner Primera Version

Strange things happening round the corner But their aim is unclear.And I know that I felt much warmer, But that was last year. And I remember visions of Joanna in the heat of summer Rome. And then there was that girl from PinnerWho turned a mouse into a Gnome. But there's a year of thunder, a year of ice; Years of blunders and years of vice. Then there was that g1rt from Vauxhall For a year and a half; With the help of my priapic muscle We had a damn good laugh. And now I find it’s not the same in here, Why am I lying on the floor? You know somebody went insane in here, And now they're knocking on my door. (I'm feeling alright Down here in the south of the world. I’m feeling alright. feeling fine. Feeling everything going the right way now. I’m crazy ... I’ve got somebody else...)
Dejo La Letra Original,pero Luca dice algunas palabras cambiadas mas algunas palabras que dice...


Sumo Africa Free:

Desconocida


Sumo Day Tripper

La Cancion Es De Los Beatles,dejo la letra ORIGINAL,obiamente luca cambiaba las letras a su humor.
Got a good reason, for taking the easy way out,Got a good reason, for taking the easy way out, now
She was a day..... tripper, one way ticket, yeah!,It took me so..... long to find out, and I found out
She's a big teaser, she took me half the way there,She's a big teaser, she took me half the way there, now,She was a day.... tripper, one way ticket, yeah!,It took me so.... long to find out, and I found out
Tried to please her, she only played one night stands,Tried to please her, she only played one night stands, now She was a day.... tripper, Sunday driver, yeah!,It took me so.... long to find out, and I found out
Day tripper
Day tripper, yeah!
Day tripper
Day tripper, yeah!

Sumo Don't Luca Back Se LLama La Cancion...

Sin Letra

Sumo On The Road Again

Esta Es La Letra Pero Como Siempre Luca Cambia Algunas Palabras:
Well, I'm so tired of crying, But I'm out on the road again. I'm on the road again. Well, I'm so tired of crying, But I'm out on the road again. I'm on the road again. I ain't got no woman Just to call my special friend. You know the first time I travelled hard Out in the rain and snow - In the rain and snow, You know the first time I travelled hard Out in the rain and snow - In the rain and snow, I didn't have no payroll, Not even no place to go. And my dear mother left me When I was quite young - When I was quite young. And my dear mother left me When I was quite young - When I was quite young. She said "Lord, have mercy On my wicked son."Take a hint from me, mama, Please don't you cry no more Don't you cry no more. Take a hint from me, mama, Please don't you cry no more Don't you cry no more. 'Cause it's soon one morning Down the road I'm going. But I ain’t going down That long old lonesome road All by myself. But I ain’t going down That long old lonesome road All by myself. I can't carry you, Baby, Gonna carry somebody else.


Sumo Second Try Worse

Letra Desconocida

Sumo Estoy Empezando A Ver La Luz / I'm beginning To See the Light

I'm beginning To See the Light,I'm beginning To See the Light,I'm not an elefant,but i can feel the loveI'm beginning To See the Light,I'm beginning To See the Light,I'm not an elefant,but i can feel the loveI'm beginning,whats up? hahaha viva Rock And Roll Gracias Nosotros Tambien queremos a ese tipo de musica...


Sumo Five Years (David Bowie)

Pushing thru the market square, so many mothers sighing News had just come over, we had five years left to cry in News guy wept and told us, earth was really dying Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies I saw boys, toys electric irons and t.v.s My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare I had to cram so many things to store everything in there And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people I never thought Id need so many people A girl my age went off her head, hit some tiny children If the black hadn’t a-pulled her off, I think she would have killed them A soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheels of a cadillac A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest, and a queer threw up at the sight of that I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour, drinking milk shakes cold and longSmiling and waving and looking so fine, don’t think You knew you were in this songAnd it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor And I thought of ma and I wanted to get back there Your face, your race, the way that you talk I kiss you, you’re beautiful, I want you to walk We’ve got five years, stuck on my eyes Five years, what a surprise We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot Five years, that’s all we’ve gotWe’ve got five years, what a surprise Five years, stuck on my eyes We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot Five years, that’s all we’ve got We’ve got five years, stuck on my eyes Five years, what a surprise We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot Five years, that’s all we’ve got We’ve got five years, what a surprise We’ve got five years, stuck on my eyes We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot Five years, that’s all we’ve got. 


Muchacha Napolitana

Nannarè!,perché, perché te sei innammorata
de stà musica americana?,ma perché te sei scordata che sei romana
e li stornelli nun canti più?,for de porta in carozzella
a ballà la tarantella,Nannarella nun venghi più,e li fiori a la loggetta cò le spighe e la rughetta
Nannarella nun ce sò più,c'era 'na vorta tutto quer che c'era...
povera Roma nostra forestiera!
Nannarè! perché, perché te sei innammorata
de stà musica americana?,ma perché te sei scordata che sei romana
e li stornelli nun canti più?,for de porta in carozzella
a ballà la tarantella,Nannarella nun venghi più,e li fiori a la loggetta cò le spighe e la rughetta
Nannarella nun ce sò più,c'era 'na vorta tutto quer che c'era...povera Roma nostra forestiera!
Saxófono!!


Mejor No Hablar De Ciertas Cosas Primera Version (Improvisada)

No Hace Falta La Letra

Sumo Besos Por Radio y Ojos De Terciopelo

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