(1) VISUALIZATION (Instrumental)
(2) TELL ME NOW *
(3) SHINE OVER YOU
(4) IT'S A GAME
(5) SARA
(6) ALONE IN LOVE
(7) ANYTHING
(8) SOMETIMES
(9) WHO WILL BE THE FIRST
(10) WORKING GIRL
(11) YOUR TIME
(12) TO BE MY NUMBER
(13) NIKAEL (Instrumental)
Letra y Música por Modesto Chávez
* Modesto Chávez y Andrés Pimentel
LA MUSICA DEL GRUPO RIGHT DISPONIBLE AQUI
TELL ME NOW
Lyrics by: Modesto Chávez
Music by: Modesto Chávez & Andrés Pimentel
This is, this is my headache
When the phone rings,
I can’t go on.
I invited wrong girls
To share my bed,
I can't go on.
"All is the same, that is a shame".
I’m still lonely
Among so many women,
I can't go on.
I need someone to tell me, who I am?
I need someone to tell me, where I am?
If anybody knows her, please tell me now
So, nobody can go on
Like that! Oh, tell me now!
If anybody knows her, please tell me now
If she doesn’t exist, Why do I exist?
Tell me now
Tell me now
I don't want girls, in fashion shows,
I can't go on
Love lovers, love lovers
Who don't know how to love
I can't go on
All this tortures me
‘Cause all is the same
I need someone to
Tell me, where I am?
SHINE OVER YOU
Written By: Modesto Chávez
It's enough to watch these things,
The zero hour is what we wait for
Preachers talking about
The end of the world,
Dreaming about a new world
We must think about this world
Not to think about another world
My heart is hoping
Suddenly, I see a big missile and:
"How it shines
Over you over me
Oh it shines
Over you, over me
Over you"
Full of fright we cry, for a
Brother’s death and for the others
What are we?
What do we want?
Don’t be lazy
Wishing the end
My heart is hoping
Suddenly I see a
Big missile and:
"How it shines
Over you over me
Oh it shines
Over you, over me
Over her, over them
"OPEN FIRE"
THE ECONOMIC POWER
IS THE FUTURE OF THE NATIONS
THAT’ S THE REASON WE ATTACK
"WE DO THIS FOR PEACE"
IT'S A GAME
Written By: Modesto Chávez
Love is a big game
And let’s start to play, babe
If we had something
In common
We can take our hands
And then we’ll go to the sand, babe
To imitate, love story.
I'll like to play that
Before that we'll make that
Some people are to get
Complicate when I say:
It’s a game oh, babe
And nobody wants to try
It’s a game oh that 's true
It’s a game oh
Why you can’t try
It's a game oh that 's all,
The masks of the life
They don't let me see your light, babe
Why we can't play this game?
If you want to see
All those stupid things, babe
About love, just turn on
Your T.V.
SHINE OVER YOU ALBUM
SARA
Written By: Modesto Chávez
​
Sara don't take me to your home
Girl it's not you, it's only me
Cause I don’t want to stay here
Your parents only want to
Squeeze me, to tease me
I'm just a poor boy please believe me
Don’t leave me
Alone in this place
Sara don't take me to your home
It will be wrong, it's not my fault
You don't know what I 'm going
Through right now
They only want to see my clothes
And my fitness
You know I cannot stand
Their jokes and their business
So don't take me home
Sara don’t take me to your home
Girl it’s not you, it’s only me
Cause I don't want to stay here
Your parents only want to
Squeeze me, to tease me
I'm just a poor boy please believe me
Don’t leave me
Alone with the rain
Sara don't take no to your:
Don’t do that, don't do that, Sara
Sara don't take me to your home
Believe me, don't leave me
Alone with the rain: Sara
ALONE IN LOVE
Written By: Modesto Chávez
​
I have all the time
To have you in my mind
To feel so fine.
The stamps are not expense
These have more sense
To write my chance
Put your love and my love together
Let our hearts beat forever
Put your letter over my letter
And, start to write and,
Make me a smile again
We’re alone in love
Nobody cares about our love
And baby, I love you and,
I don’t mind nobody cares about it.
With the tears of my eyes
I'm tired to say lies
I can’t say goodbye.
I know you are not here
And I’m not there
But my love's there
ANYTHING
Written By: Modesto Chávez
​
I can't tell you about him
Only I had to tell you anything
To see how you’re laughing
About nothing or everything
I didn’t want to see
Your tears in all those years
I was so near, and
I had to tell you anything
Oh, your feelings are mine
All the pains by my side
Anything he tells,
It’s like the bells by yourself
Don’t dream too high, maybe
I’ll say goodbye for all life
Oh, your feelings are mine
All the pains by my side
Love came through my eyes
I hope to keep it this time.
SOMETIMES
Written By: Modesto Chávez
I know you had a bad day
But the people outside
Wants to know, "If you got it".
I know you're tired to see
The commercial on T.V.
"Don't use drugs"
"But you got it"
Oh you have to be rich
You have to be cool
With all your friends
And your mother says:
"You got my pray"
"You got my heart"
Please let me know
If you let it go.
I know you're tired to hear
This stupid song; tell me if
I was Wrong; "You got it”
I know your mother cries
And you feel so sad because
This time;
"You got it"
Oh sometimes, sometimes
When you use drugs
You hear the death coming
Oh sometimes, sometimes
When you use drugs
You see your home falling.
WHO WILL BE THE FIRST
Written By: Modesto Chávez
​
Somebody asked you
Who will be the first?
To try to broke the chains of love
We say: I never will forget you!
But who will be the first?
To cry ’cause the other one has gone
I don't want to be alone.
We are writing letters
But, who will be the first?
To say, I got no love to write.
Now we love each other
But, who will be the first?
To forget all we lived
I think I’ll be able to resist.
You know: It's hard to know
(You think I 'm wrong)
We think the love can blow
And It's really bad to know
(You think I'm wrong)
'Cause I love you, after all,
No matter how far you are!
You’re in my heart
Please don 't forget all the words
I've said.
I wish not to be the first
I wish to be a bird
And with my wings,
I'll be able to shield you
So, you will feel my love too
You know: It's hard to know
(You think I'm wrong)
We think the love can blow
And It’s really bad to know
(You think I'm wrong)
'Cause I love you, after all.
We haven't ever tried it, and
I hope it never happens, my love
Pray for that!!!
WORKING GIRL
Written By: Modesto Chávez
​
Everybody must have
Seen a working girl
To make us feel hopeless
With her achievements
And her daintiness
Everybody must have
Seen a working girl
To make us believe in all
For not to exist at all
What we'll do after all
I saw a working girl
I see a working girl
She can be sweet
In the street
So strange
In her age
Real sad
When I’m mad
Whenever, she’s always
Surprising us.
Everybody must have
Seen a working girl
Showing her charms
With her arms
Whenever she can’t
Do harm.
YOUR TIME
Written By: Modesto Chávez
​
Some people talk
About this world
They talk too much
Lost in confusion
You're growing old
Searching for gold
So tell me about
Your solutions
Don't let the people cry
Do something:
"You can’t stay there on your seat forever".
This is your time
This is your life
So, tell me what you'll do
Life is so short
The road is long
Do what you have to do
This is your time
Look at their faces
Full of pain
That’s what they say
Love’s an illusion
No matter what
Your friends might say
Get on your way
Love’s the solution
Don't let our brothers die
Don’t let them:
"You can’t stay there on your seat forever"
EDICION ESPECIAL
TO BE MY NUMBER
Written By: Modesto Chávez
"You make me feel alright"
​
I'm tired to find her
I want her, to be my number
Love I can’t explain, but
In my dreams, she was my number
We live in the year
Four thousand five
I don't know why I 'm dreaming
Please try to release
Try to love me.
Love relies on the sameness
To the numbers
I beg you, please accept
To be my number
We live in the year
Four thousand five
I don’t know why I’m dreaming
Please try to release
Try to love me
In my time the names don't exist,
Please resist to be my number
Oh! I am wondering if you’ll
Accept my dream, I’ll try, I'll try
To make your dreams reality
