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  1. La Güerita

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Música y letra por Marc Aliana.

Producido por Marc Aliana. Co-producido por Febe Esquerra.

Grabado en Oakland, California.

Sintetizadores analógicos y coros grabados por Febe Esquerra en Ometusco Sound Machine (Ciudad de México). Baterías grabadas por Miguel Ballester en QTQSTUDIOS (Barcelona).

Marc Aliana: voces, guitarras, sintetizadores y teclados.
Febe Esquerra: sintetizadores analógicos y loops.
Miguel Ballester: batería.
Rachel Harmon: piano.

Mezclado por Febe Esquerra en Ometusco Sound Machine (Ciudad de México).

Masterizado por John Armstrong en The Lodge (Los Ángeles, California).

© ℗ 2019 Marc Aliana

Lyrics

Another long and lonely road
Blindly searching high and low
East to west, and west to Hell
Cast adrift by an evil spell

I didn’t know, I had no clue
When she walked into that room
If La Güerita stares at you
You’ve got your muse to lose

Güerita, please, where did you go?
You stole my voice and I’m out of control
My throat is dry and my lips are burnt
Güerita, please, I won’t let go
I’d rather you would’ve taken my soul
I’m begging you, I need your cure

She lit a smoke and drank for free
Watched the crowd from the Devil’s seat
We were on fire, the house ablaze
’Til I was struck by her wicked gaze

I didn’t know, I had no clue
When she walked into that room
If La Güerita stares at you
You’ve got your muse to lose

Güerita, please, where did you go?
You stole my voice and I’m out of control
My throat is dry and my lips are burnt
Güerita, please, I won’t let go
I’d rather you would’ve taken my soul
I’m begging you, I need your cure

She comes back in my dreams
In the heat and the light
Turns a drop into steam
And I’m in for the ride

And so this tune’s inside my head
Waiting for me to sing again
Until I do, I’ll just ramble on
Dive to dive and dusk ’til dawn

Güerita, please, where did you go?
You stole my voice and I’m out of control
My throat is dry and my lips are burnt
Güerita, please, I won’t let go
I’d rather you would’ve taken my soul
I’m begging you, I need your cure