There are people who are silent
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who hide a secret,
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Others who talk, need advice
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There are people who look at themselves without a complex and believe they are God,
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Others look in the mirror and can't stand being who they are
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There are heart people who almost never doubt
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And there are people who judge you
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Why do they almost always doubt
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There are people who do not listen and who lie unintentionally
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And they end up living in a perfect story that no one sees Who can't sleep without his wife
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And who sleeps with another every time his wife is not
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There are also those who know how to value what he has day by day
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And he is the one who loses everything to know what he had
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There are those who go into exile between drinks of bitterness
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And there are those who have a few drinks celebrating their fortune
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There are those who shield and excuse themselves in their personality
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And there are those who point out his mistakes in order to improve
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One by one, each person seeks their moment
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There is some that does not know if one day they will have theirs,
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If he will never have one to give what is sure
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He has saved to surprise the rest
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You will spend your life looking for a home, a place of rest, |
You'll keep looking behind that door
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The good thing is not always having you, it is having you close
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And you will spend your life looking for a home, a place of rest,
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Different names, different faces,
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Same reasons to smile tomorrow
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There are people who think they are so important
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That complexes the weak,
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They turn them into satellites
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There are tough people, there are fragile people,
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There are people who neither know nor want to know
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There are people who show up and cry live
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And there are people who pretend and hide to do it,
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Then they explode, it usually happens
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It usually happens that the one who endures the most
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He has a lump in his throat
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that I will have to unleash
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There are people who calculate and are cold as the sea
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There are people who hug you and undo any evil
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There are real people transparent as water
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And there are people that no matter how much you look at them you don't see anything
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Who stops before anything and then acts,
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There are also those who jump in without thinking and then ask for help
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There are many people who simply die,
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Others live forever in the memory of their people |
You will spend your life looking for a home, a place of rest,
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You'll keep looking behind that door
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The good thing is not always having you, it is having you close
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And you will spend your life looking for a home, a place of rest,
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Different names, different faces,
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Same reasons to smile tomorrow
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There are people who sink and hide when they are afraid,
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I know of others who don't know what that is
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And I envy them, I confess,
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I am afraid and I am prone
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To lose the weight of my soul and my body and being honest
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I don't believe in anyone and I believe in everyone at the same time
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I try to be faithful from the street to the paper,
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And I think I'm not a failure today,
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Being a failure when you think I am...
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You will spend your life looking for a home, a place of rest, (we are people)
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You will keep looking behind that door (this is Ambkor)
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The good thing is not always having you, it is having you close
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And you will spend your life looking for a home, a place of rest,
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Different names, different faces,
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Same reasons to smile tomorrow
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They are persons… |