Lletres:
Kalm

Traducció: Kalm. Poc A Poc.

Traducció: Kalm. On Aquestes.

Estoy tranquilo, me haces falta Pero estoy tranquilo Esperando el momento de estar contigo Y de lo tanto que te quiero Se me agota la paciencia Pero

I be walkin' God like a dog my narrative fearless Word War returns to burn like Baldwin home from Paris Like steel from a furnace, I was born landless

I remain calm, lyrically I got the bomb When you put me on, I remain calm I remain calm, lyrically I got the bomb When you put me on, I remain calm I

[Music: Mika, Rotten Sound] [Lyrics: Keijo] Lost in a maze The mess, the bitter task No way to praise the face The head with no sense Calmness equals

Well, she's very wealthy, it's true So in that she is one up on you She's dressed all in red, white and blue And she always knows more than you do She

Here you come to calmly Kill the drum behind my eyes When water turns to solid Call out to passersby When bullets turn to splinters You are something

Every little thing you do is magic lately Every single thing that you do is cool Every little thing you do is tragically hip Even when you tend to play