Jezebel
Jezebel...
Ella es así...
Solo
They're waiting at the door
Your bags are not quite ready
You haven't gathered all the memories
The load is heavy
The dream
A tooth and no fairy
No one can tell it
No one can spell it
You'll never get to be
The first page out of print
You won't get count of all
the days that pass you
As you breathe
The sin
Of being ordinary
Someone should get more
Someone should expect more
Solo
The candies that you find
Will make for sweet disorder
You won't regret the moment
when you step
Onto their hands
For you
The door's always open
Someone to take you
No one to help you
Glass in my head
Glass in my head
Death on my lips
Nothing is real
Not with a fever
Passion and sorrow
Will burn my desire
Loud as a whisper
She blows out the fire
Glass in my head
Death on my lips
Lightning strikes
Away from me
Is not that I fear
Is more what I see in her
Soaked by the moonlight
She waits in the dark
The ghost of a bird
That forgot how to fly
Lighting strikes
Away from me
Las Joyas
Aqui están las Joyas
De la corona
Perdóname
Y sientate
Que es más urgente
Que es transparente
El viento va a llevarse
A tu casa y a tu mamá
Las cosas son así
Todd
You're flying high, I'm sometimes deep
The golden moments that we steal
All that you take away from me
And all I ever wanted is not free
We started right then you went south
Outside our minds we knew just how
But all the flair is not enough
To give this tale a better ending
Now all the motions don't amount
To much or nothing, I drown in doubt
My face turns pale when I can feel
The stones that break the peace and harmony
And all in all I hate to be
Right when I say you're not for me
But all this story I'll just keep
And grin just as I hear you coming
El Gato
El gato ha salido
Es algo positivo
El gato no es tu amigo
No no no
El gato ha caído
Es anticonceptivo
El gato no es tu amigo
No no no
El gato ha salido
No es necesario que haya fuego
Para que el diablo este aquí
Y no es necesario que yo llegue al infierno
Para verte a ti
El diablo ha salido
Lo vi en el colectivo
El diablo no es tu amigo
No no no
El gato ha caído
Y el diablo ha salido
El gato no es tu amigo
No no no
El diablo ha salido
No es necesario que haya fuego
Para que el diablo este aquí
Y no es necesario que yo llegue al infierno
Para verte a ti
Rumba
Oozing leeches under my feet
Acid raindrops piercing my skin
Smoldering ashes of me
The memories will set you free
The time does matter
When daggers come blazing
Your sweet poison blends with my drink
Your cold loving bursts with my dream
The words that you took from my lips
Are notes that play on broken strings
And thus I know that you
Crippled my wishes
La voz
Esta es la voz que te trae Dios
Esta es la voz que te trae Dios
Esta es la voz que te trae Dios
Esta es la voz que te trae Dios
Y a tu mesa no se sientan dos
Y a tu mesa no se sientan dos
Y a tu mesa no se sientan dos
Y a tu mesa no se sientan dos
Que vas a decirle a los demás
Que vas a decirle a los demás
Que estás con ganas de llorar
Que estás con ganas de llorar
Y a la noche ya no duermes más
Y a la noche ya no duermes más
Y a la noche ya no duermes más
Y a la noche ya no duermes más
Y a tu mesa no se sientan dos
Y a tu mesa no se sientan dos
Y es que tienes ganas de llorar
Y es que tienes ganas de llorar
Y a la noche ya no duermes más
Y a la noche ya no duermes más
Y a la noche no vas a dormir
Y a la noche te quieres morir
Como todo
Como todo
En esta vida
Se va a terminar
Nuestra bebida
Que mejor
Seguir durmiendo
Que pasen los días
No vayas a volver
Si tu respuesta
No es sí o no
No vayas a volver
Si tu respuesta
Es algo peor
Lágrima o risa
Tu mano da el calor
La mia brisa
Lo de siempre
El tiempo se acabó
Se fue nuestro dia
No vayas a perder
Lo que no tienes
Y Dios no dio
No debes pretender
Que tu ausencia
Ponga el dolor
Como todo
En esta vida
Se va a terminar
Nuestra alegría
Que mejor
Seguir durmiendo
Que pasen los días
Take me away
The time is over
I can't recall
You came to me
Imperfect lover
An evil story
The one you told
My heart was sold
For gold and glory
We are flesh and
We are bone
There's no secret
We are going to fall
Love is not a fact
Is not a feeling
Is just a word
With double meaning
The one you give
The one I take
A love this fake
Will bring us deeper
We are flesh and
We are bone
There's no secret
We are going to fall
Take me away
To the sea
With no remorse
The end was near
Our cause is lost
And so are we
I die and sink
In depths of fear
Our light is gone
And so are we
We are flesh and
We are bone
There's no secret
We are going to fall
I know it's useless but I have to say it
Your illusions were too heavy
You know I'm selfish but I'm next to heaven
My connections worked way better
And though we yearned and planned a bright tomorrow
There's no future only sorrow
Your head is hurting baby, time is over
I'm not crimson, you're not clover
Mosca Muerta
Mosca muerta llévame
Tus alas para volar
All Songs © 2004 by MONTOYA
"Clomping out of the gate like a bar band Tarantino would love, the brothers Montoya soon settle into '70s rock swagger with an ease that belies their age. Witness “Las Joyas,” which sways around drunkenly for the better part of its verses and then suddenly challenges you to a knife fight under the bridge"
- Tablet Magazine
"The Brothers Montoya kick the door in, dripping with testosterone and tequila, and hammer out first cut “Jezebel," all blaring guitars and repetitive, slightly threatening choruses. After chasing you under the table and laughing gruffly at your timidity, they pull you out and buy you a round. By the first shimmery chords of next track, “Solo,” you’re lost in the delicate harmonies and trying to remember what all the fuss was about. And it only gets better."
- Kevan Breitinger - www.indie-music.com
"MONTOYA is the debut from brothers Gino and Sergio. Two guys makin' some basic rock and roll noise. Cool! At times, sounds like a Spanish version of the Black Keys but not quite as fuzzed-out. Basic power rock-and-roll. Track 6 - EL GATO - rocks! Awesome!"
- Pat Turlo - WHMB Waterville, 89.7 FM
La banda Montoya les trae una mezcla de canciones en Ingles y Español desde el submundo independiente. Montoya es el album debut de los hermanos Sergio y Gino.
