| I was like a rain of ashes and fatigue
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| In the resigned hours of your life…
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| spilled drop of vinegar
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| Fatally spilled over all your wounds
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| Because of me you were a swallow in the snow;
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| Rose withered by the cloud that does not rain
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| We were the hope that does not come, that does not reach
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| That you can't glimpse your meek afternoon
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| We were the traveler who does not implore, who does not pray
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| That he doesn't cry, that he lay down to die
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| Leave away!!!
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| You do not understand that you are killing yourself.
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| You don't understand that I'm calling you.
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| Leave away!!!
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| Don't kiss me I'm crying to you
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| And I would like not to cry for you anymore.
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| You do not see.
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| It's better than my pain
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| I was thrown with your love
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| Delivered from my final love
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| Leave away.
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| You don't understand that I'm saving you.
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| Do not you understand I love you.
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| Do not follow me. |
| Don't even call me. |
| Don't even kiss me.
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| Don't even cry for me. |
| You don't even want me anymore.
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| We were embraced in the anguish of an omen
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| At night of a road without exits
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| Pale wreckage of a shipwreck
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| Shaken by the waves of love and life
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| We were blown in a desolate wind...
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| Shadows of a shadow that returned from the past
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| We were the hope that does not come, that does not reach
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| That you can't glimpse your meek afternoon
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| We were the traveler who does not implore, who does not pray
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| That he doesn't cry, that he lay down to die |