- 140 gr. brown splattered vinyl.
- Insert with lyrics.
- The side two contains our self-titled EP from 2012, 5 songs
previously released in CD, out of stock from a long time ago.
"Khmer" folder in music site @bandcamp for listening.
Includes unlimited streaming of Nubes que anuncian tormenta (side one)
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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lyrics
Se perderá en la negrura el verdor.
No busquéis oro en la tierra, llueve del sol.
Qué es lo que se puede encontrar
cuando persigues tu sombra en la oscuridad...
Los bolsillos llenos de necesidad,
metales que guardas, te impiden flotar.
Dejé de ver las estrellas bajo un farol,
y mi tumba tiene vistas a un patio interior.
Corre más o no llegarás
de entre todos, el primero, a tu funeral.
Los bolsillos llenos de necesidad,
metales que guardas, te impiden flotar.
La infelicidad es tan cara
y hay quien todavía pide más...
De este mundo no quiero nada
que no me haya quitado ya
la ciudad.
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Metals you keep
The greenness will be lost into the black.
Don't look for gold on the ground,
it rains from the sun.
What can be found when you
are chasing your shadow in the dark...
The pockets full of necessity,
metals you keep, they don't let you float.
I stopped watching the stars beneath a lamp,
and my tomb has sights to an inner yard.
Run faster or you won't be
the first of all at your funeral.
The pockets full of necessity,
metals you keep, they don't let you float.
Unhappiness is so expensive
and there are who ask for even more...
I don't want anything from this world
that this city hasn't stolen me yet.
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Not very often one happens to stumble with a genuine piece of art, a pure piece of heart, a poem bled from the depths of the human soul. In "Candela" that's precisely what you will find, musicians torn from inside-out by the claws of life and put back together by the burning flares of hope. ¡Magnifico! elhater
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The record that introduced me to the great and sweet little discography of Totem Skin. And I didn't came here for the boobs! There is something harsh and depressing about their style of playing Blackened Crust, that I can't describe. A shame they disappeared but they left us something to appreciate! Mosees