| From morning to night
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| From your body to mine
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| From your voice to my understanding
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| From your voice to my desire
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| And my desire to eat your fingers, ufff
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| The deicos of the feet
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| Today believing is more difficult than yesterday, yes, and yesterday I dreamed
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| I have it written on the paper, Singuerlin 23, I'm looking, I don't know
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| And if you would be so kind, would you please point me in the right direction?
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| Oh, stairs in between
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| It's the same to me, my nerve can
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| My desire for you makes me remedy
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| Before any obstacle, barrier or fucking
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| And when we arrive, let's make noise in the place
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| where it is still possible to believe
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| In a free and natural world
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| Not cruel, without ceasing to love
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| Making noise
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| More than 3 in the morning
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| Making noise
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| And the urban guard annoyed us
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| And between so much noise, so much noise, so much noise
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| If I miss a I love you
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| you turned red
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| Even though I didn't tell you again
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| Let's make noise you and me
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| Let's make noise you and me
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| Let's make noise you and me
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| Let's make noise you and me
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| Since no one has loved you, I love you
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| Since no one has loved you, I love you
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| and you are so pretty
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| And I'm uglier
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| And I realize right now I
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| Me when I look and see us
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| Something in me that is enchanted
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| Because it's 4 in the morning
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| Your body calls me
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| I made this song for you sister
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| give me that dance
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| warm silk sheet
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| is what remains
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| Most likely, Manuela
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| That I call you agritos in dreams
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| With noise in the ears
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| I'll wake up, I'll try to find you
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| Another night, well with so much noise
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| you forgot your car keys
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| Which by the way, both roared at us
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| summer hubbub
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| Of canitas and tortilla skewers
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| You standing, me in the chair
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| Surround yourselves with rock
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| Each one with his morao
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| Isolate the impulse will remain, but not the look
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| Slave of noise, scared of silence
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| that saves a kiss
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| Stiff, dumb, and in the throat the knot
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| That he whispers I love you
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| Less loud but more sincere
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| make noise
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| And if it is necessary that they take us prisoners
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| Let's make noise you and me
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| Let's make some noise
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| Let's make noise you and me
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| From morning to night
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| From your body to mine
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| From your voice to my understanding
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| and you are prettier
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| And I'm uglier
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| My life with you seems like a comic
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| Of those that in the end
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| (Thanks to carlilloswey for these lyrics) |