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Save Love

Die For You / Kindness

Die For You

Drop Pain

SPOTIFY:
https://open.spotify.com/album/4WiS5NMpz6xFBeHaDirI1Y

AMAZON MUSIC:
https://music.amazon.ca/albums/B0F7J3573Y

TIDAL:
https://tidal.com/album/434021507

QOBUZ:
https://www.qobuz.com/ca-en/album/why-do-i-danma-frank-zozky/grlbbftvsiwoa

YOUTUBE:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=382lU-k3Dhc

YOUTUBE MUSIC:
https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_mGkJqwD1Twky5jwufy23nO-aG2-axbHDI

APPLE MUSIC:
https://music.apple.com/us/album/why-do-i-single/1812460111

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Lyricist & Co-composer:    Frank Visosky,  "FRANK ZOZKY",  ( @frank-zozky )
Co-composer & Producer:   Daniel Massicotte,  "DANMA$",  ( @xr207 )

120 BPM in the key of G minor

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Yeah…

Why do I…

Why do I keep fallin' when I know I should run?
Give you all my daylight just to fade like the sun
Why do I replay every word that you said?
Like a song stuck in my head

Can't forget, can't forget

I know the signs but I still drive blind
Crash my heart every single time
Tell myself it’s love, maybe I’m just high
Feelin’ low with a smile I hide

Why do I, why do I
Keep holdin’ on to what we let die?
Why do I chase what makes me cry?
Fall for the pain, yeah, every time

Why do I, why do I?
Can’t let go even when I try
Why do I lie and say I’m fine…
Why, why do I?

Why do I believe when the proof’s in the flame?
Burned so many times, but I still take the blame
Why do I wish you'd call late at night
When I know deep down it won’t feel right?

I swear I'm done but I'm back again
Tied to your ghost like it's oxygen
Swore I’d change but the cycle spins
Here I go fallin’ in again

Why do I, why do I
Keep holdin’ on to what we let die?
Why do I chase what makes me cry?
Fall for the pain, yeah, every time

Why do I, why do I?
Can’t let go even when I try
Why do I lie and say I’m fine…
Why, why do I?

Heart on repeat, I can’t rewind
Dreams of you keep killin’ time
I know the cost, still pay the price
Tell me why… tell me why

Why do I, why do I
Keep holdin’ on to what we let die?
Why do I chase what makes me cry?
Fall for the pain, yeah, every time

Why do I, why do I?
Can’t let go even when I try
Why do I lie and say I’m fine…
Why, why do I?

Yeah… why do I…

Yeah… why do I…

Yeah… why do I…

Why Do I ?

Spotify

Why Do I? (feat. Frank Zozky)

Saponaria

Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/al-preguntar-por-mi-mama-version-original-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión con Dazz Deva  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/al-preguntar-por-mi-mama-voz-dazz-deva-ver-texto
Para escuchar la versión instrumental  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/al-preguntar-por-mi-mama-version-instrumental

AL PREGUNTAR POR MI MAMÁ

Acostado en su cama
no aparta la mirada
del “señor” que está en la cruz
¿quién es él? Solo sabe
que se llevó a su madre
y que se llama Jesús.

Su expresión, que es muy dura,
le roba la dulzura
a su carita infantil
que, a pesar de sus años,
el odio ha dibujado
con un semblante muy hostil.

Señor, al preguntar por mi mamá,
me han dicho que usted se la ha llevado:
que ahora estará en el cielo a su lado
pero que nunca a casa volverá.

Mi mamá era su amiga
pues siempre me decía
que tenía que rezar
y antes de acostarme
y también al levantarme
le tenía que besar.

Pero si ahora no vuelve
yo no sé cómo quiere
que yo le vuelva a rezar
pues no sé cómo hacerlo
¿no ve que soy muy pequeño
y me tienen que ayudar?

Señor, yo creo que puede aceptar
el trato formal que ahora le propongo:
deje volver a mamá, que estoy solo,
y yo le quito los clavos y se va.

Esperó una respuesta
que nunca le fue hecha
y rendido se  durmió
después que unas lágrimas
regaran sus mejillas 
por la enorme decepción.

WHEN ASKING FOR MY MOTHER

Lying in his bed,
he can't take his gaze
off the "Lord" on the cross.
Who is he? He only knows
that he took his mother
and that his name is Jesus.

His expression, which is very hard,
robs the sweetness
from his childlike face,
which, despite his years,
hate has shaped
with a very hostile countenance.

Sir, when I asked for my mother,
they told me that you have taken her:
that she will now be in heaven by your side
but that she will never return home.

My mother was your friend
because she always told me
that I had to pray
and before going to bed
and also when I got up
I had to kiss you.

But if you don't come back now,
I don't know how you expect
me to pray to you again,
because I don't know how to do it.
Don't you see that I am very small
and you have to help me?

Sir, I think you can accept
the formal deal I'm now proposing:
Let Mom come back, I'm alone,
and I'll take out the nails and you can leave.

He waited for an answer
that was never given
and, exhausted, he fell asleep
after a few tears
flowed down his cheeks
out of sheer disappointment.

Applaundub-Recursive [Another Concept]

Radiant Music

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