| I went to the mainstream
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| I went to that Area
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| to the drums, to the drums
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| philosophy it´s always the same
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| I listen to your heartbeats
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| and I´ll put them a little bit down
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| to the drums, to the drums
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| philosophy it´s always the same
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| and I´ll share all the things in my world
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| but I dont find a solution
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| please gimme a hand to free up your mind
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| and the good souls from this land
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| I went to the mainstream
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| and I went to Babylon
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| to the drums, to the drums
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| philosophy it´s always the same
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| I listen to your heartbeats
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| and I´ll put them a little bit down
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| to the drums, to the drums
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| philosophy it´s always the same
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| and I´ll share all the things in my world
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| but I dont find a solution
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| please gimme a hand to free up your mind
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| and the good souls from this land
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| y los tambores sin tiempo,
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| imantando mi razón,
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| gritos ancestrales del Africa,
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| dejan huella en tu interior,
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| yo anduve vagando perdido rodando buscando dirección,
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| ritmo escondido sonó en mis oídos llegue a tu corazón
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| y mi canción q vino desde abajo y en tu cuerpo vibro
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| sonando retumbando en aquel viejo tambor
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| q va con los latidos olvidados anhelados desde este rincón
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| y el fuego abraza tu cuerpo
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| y el agua limpia tu corazón
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| la tierra impregna tu canto
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| y el viento fluye con vos…
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| y en tu voz… |