Vamos con una nueva entrega del cancionero IMpopular. Esta es una banda finlandesa que en su tierra natal son lo máximo, rompieron todos los records y ganaron todo premio habido y por haber. Poets of the Fall surgió a raíz del videojuego Max Payne 2 (juegazo), e interpretaron el tema de los créditos finales. Dicha canción está presente hoy aquí. Estos muchachos son totalmente desconocidos fuera de su ámbito, pero creo que tienen todo para hacerse conocidos a nivel mundial. De este tema, Late Goodbye, ya pasaron cuatro años. Si hay más interesados en esta banda, avisen.
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In our headlights, staring, bleak, beer cans, deer's eyes
on the asphalt underneath, our crushed plans and my lies
lonely street signs, powerlines, they keep on flashing, flashing by
And we keep driving into the night
it's a late goodbye, such a late goodbye
and we keep driving into the night
it's a late goodbye
Your breath hot upon my cheeck, and we crossed, that line
you made me strong when I was feeling weak, and we crossed, that one time
screaming stop signs, staring wild eyes, keep on flashing, flashing by
And we keep driving into the night
it's a late goodbye, such a late goodbye
and we keep driving into the night
it's a late goodbye
The devil grins from ear to ear when he sees the hand he's dealt us
points at your flaming hair, and then we're playing hide and seek
I can't breathe easy here, less our trail's gone cold behind us
till' in the john mirror you stare at yourself grown old and weak
And we keep driving into the night
it's a late goodbye, such a late goodbye...
on the asphalt underneath, our crushed plans and my lies
lonely street signs, powerlines, they keep on flashing, flashing by
And we keep driving into the night
it's a late goodbye, such a late goodbye
and we keep driving into the night
it's a late goodbye
Your breath hot upon my cheeck, and we crossed, that line
you made me strong when I was feeling weak, and we crossed, that one time
screaming stop signs, staring wild eyes, keep on flashing, flashing by
And we keep driving into the night
it's a late goodbye, such a late goodbye
and we keep driving into the night
it's a late goodbye
The devil grins from ear to ear when he sees the hand he's dealt us
points at your flaming hair, and then we're playing hide and seek
I can't breathe easy here, less our trail's gone cold behind us
till' in the john mirror you stare at yourself grown old and weak
And we keep driving into the night
it's a late goodbye, such a late goodbye...
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