| Each name a man
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| And every man is just what he is
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| He will discover by chasing the distances within himself
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| How many detours
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| Which directions and which not?
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| Before balancing for a while
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| I dream of a soft journey
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| Inside my spirit
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| And I go away, I go away
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| See me so be it
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| Above a tired wave that pulls me up (Long way home)
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| As I move south (Long way home)
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| Above a wave that pulls me up (Long way home)
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| Rolling south (Long way home)
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| Continent alive, disappeared, I'm here
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| Under an ivory sky
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| Under purple clouds
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| A thousand fires lit
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| A thousand stones on the way
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| While a flat echo from afar
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| Climb up ... down here
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| A cry for centuries
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| That you do not imagine
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| And dust of dust
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| (Dust powder)
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| Of motionless history
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| Above a tired wave that pulls me up (Long way home)
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| As I move south (Long way home)
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| Above a wave that pulls me up (Long way home)
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| Rolling south (Long way home)
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| Each land a name
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| And each name a flower inside me
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| Reason explodes
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| And everything goes by itself
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| Sea caress me
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| Luna get me drunk
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| Rio Santiago, Lima, Holguin
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| Buenos Aires, Naples
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| Rio, Bahia, Santiago, Holguin
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| Buenos Aires
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| Above a tired wave that pulls me up (Long way home)
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| As I move south (Long way home)
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| Above a wave that pulls me up (Long way home)
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| Rolling south (Long way home)
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| (Sol y sangre, sexo y sur)
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| (Sol y sangre, sexo y sur)
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| (Sol y sangre, sexo y sur)
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| (Sol y sangre, sexo y sur)
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| The dignity of the elements
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| The freedom of poetry
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| Beyond the betrayals of men
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| It's magic, it's magic, it's magic
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| (Sol y sangre, sexo y sur)
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| (Sol y sangre, sexo y sur)
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| Above a tired wave that pulls me up
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| As I move, as I move South
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| Above a wave that pulls me up
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| Rolling South |