| Look how the tears roll for you «mora»
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| I see how the treacherous sell you for chunks
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| That they have given you a trophy price for the foreigners
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| And not having can turn the one who loves you into a stranger
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| See I liked your dark corners
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| But they insisted that your image wash
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| They will never make me smell like the future
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| Well, they only washed your ass and face like the dead
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| And in the meantime I let the tears fall on my face
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| And I fight against suffering I fight against disenchantment
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| And in the meantime all those crows are taking your eyes out
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| I move from time to time I don't know if it's my land where I walk
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| Today I cry inside all my I love you blackberry
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| I can't weigh this sorrow that devours me
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| I cross the times between oaths
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| I hear your songs
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| I drink your winds
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| I pray to my dead for my insides
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| And I burn the hours
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| Toy determined to death to be strong to be your partner
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| You will have to settle for just this messenger
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| Today I'm telling the world that I'm losing you
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| How much I loved you and how much I love you
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| And in the meantime I let the tears fall on my face
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| And I fight against suffering I fight against disenchantment
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| And in the meantime all those crows are taking your eyes out
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| I move from time to time I don't know if it's my land where I go
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| then we will cry
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| For not knowing in time to love you and cluhar
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| Damn the life of the one who forgets you
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| Cursed are those who trade with your freedom
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| I say what!
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| then we will cry
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| For not knowing in time to love you and fight
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| Damn the life of the one who forgets you
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| Cursed are those who trade with your freedom |