| I see your hands later than early
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| and the cliff where his love broke.
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| He thought in its name, women and men;
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| on the skin tanned and a sun that no longer harbors
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| Do you see?, Did you see? |
| meat loosens ever
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| Do you see?, Red devil follow me afterward.
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| I see your photos, lighting a cigarette
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| and fell asleep in clouds of smoke collapsed.
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| He dreamed with children, his neighborhood, his mother,
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| with his brothers, his dog and his father.
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| Do you see?, Did you see? |
| everything we ever needed
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| Do you see?, Red devil, red devil.
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| Vos not lost coup
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| nor thy fate became rubble with a deadly mazazo.
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| I see you lose slow, slow, always slow
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| as the shadows of dusk to be slow,
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| as you see it, as you saw, you saw so and so you see:
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| losing slow, always slow — red devil --
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| A new day calm offered,
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| the bitter mate, a pucho and the game.
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| He had the money, paid the ticket worker
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| laburo and went to an old passenger.
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| Do you see?, Did you see? |
| meat loosens ever
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| Do you see?, Did you see? |
| everything we ever needed
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| Do you see?, But these things are not |
| Do you see?, Red devil follow me afterward. |