Musica de Andres del Genero: Hip Hop Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Hip Hop son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Andres tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog FoxMusicaDe, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Hip Hop, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar
[Verse 1]
I chained your ghost in the dark below
Behind your eyes where shadows grow
Thoughts of saving you haunt my dreams
Rejection shattered, or so it seems
[Verse 2]
You hang from the frame, keeping crows at bay
In this last place where the sunlight sways
Down by the lake, a face lurks deep
Memories echo, lost secrets seep
[Chorus]
They can’t kill you if you're already dead!
Whispers in the wind, they’re talking to a scarecrow instead!
Buried by their words, you fought like hell
When thе bell tolled, you werе a stale sell of death, can't you tell?
They can’t kill you if you're already dead!
Whispers in the wind, they’re talking to a scarecrow instead!
Buried by their words, you fought like hell
When the bell tolled, you were a stale sell of death, can't you tell?
Can’t you tell?
[Verse 3]
I chained your ghost in the dark below
Behind your eyes where shadows grow
Thoughts of saving you haunt my dreams
Rejection shattered, or so it seems
[Chorus]
You hang from the frame, keeping crows at bay
In this last place where the sunlight sways
Down by the lake, a face lurks deep
Memories echo, lost secrets seep
They can’t kill you if you're already dead!
Whispers in the wind, they’re talking to a scarecrow instead!
Buried by their words, you fought like hell
When the bell tolled, you were a stale sell of death, can't you tell?
They can’t kill you if you're already dead!
Whispers in the wind, they’re talking to a scarecrow instead!
Buried by their words, you fought like hell
When the bell tolled, you were a stale sell of death, can't you tell?
Can’t you tell? Can’t you tell? Can’t you tell?
Can’t you tell?