Blue Öyster Cult
Música y Letras: Buck Dharma
All our times have come.
Here but now they're gone.
Seasons don't fear the reaper,
nor do the wind, the sun or the rain.
We can be like they are.
Come on, baby, don't fear the reaper.
Baby, take my hand.
Don't fear the reaper.
We'll be able to fly.
Don't fear the reaper.
Baby, I'm your man.
Valentine is done.
Here but now they're gone.
Romeo and Juliet
are together in eternity.
Romeo and Juliet.
40,000 men and women everyday.
Like Romeo and Juliet.
40,000 men and women everyday.
Redefine happiness.
Another 40,000 coming everyday.
We can be like they are.
Come on, baby, don't fear the reaper.
Baby, take my hand.
Don't fear the reaper.
We'll be able to fly.
Don't fear the reaper.
Baby, I'm your man.
Love of two is one.
Here but now they're gone.
Came the last night of sadness
and it was clear she couldn't go on.
Then the door was open and the wind appeared.
The candles blew then disappeared.
The curtains flew then he appeared.
Saying don't be afraid.
Come on, baby.
And she had no fear.
And she ran to him.
Then they started to fly.
They looked backward and said goodbye.
She had become like they are.
She had taken his hand.
She had become like they are.
Come on, baby, don't fear the reaper.
Música y Letras: Buck Dharma
All our times have come.
Here but now they're gone.
Seasons don't fear the reaper,
nor do the wind, the sun or the rain.
We can be like they are.
Come on, baby, don't fear the reaper.
Baby, take my hand.
Don't fear the reaper.
We'll be able to fly.
Don't fear the reaper.
Baby, I'm your man.
Valentine is done.
Here but now they're gone.
Romeo and Juliet
are together in eternity.
Romeo and Juliet.
40,000 men and women everyday.
Like Romeo and Juliet.
40,000 men and women everyday.
Redefine happiness.
Another 40,000 coming everyday.
We can be like they are.
Come on, baby, don't fear the reaper.
Baby, take my hand.
Don't fear the reaper.
We'll be able to fly.
Don't fear the reaper.
Baby, I'm your man.
Love of two is one.
Here but now they're gone.
Came the last night of sadness
and it was clear she couldn't go on.
Then the door was open and the wind appeared.
The candles blew then disappeared.
The curtains flew then he appeared.
Saying don't be afraid.
Come on, baby.
And she had no fear.
And she ran to him.
Then they started to fly.
They looked backward and said goodbye.
She had become like they are.
She had taken his hand.
She had become like they are.
Come on, baby, don't fear the reaper.
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