| On a path of dust
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| A cart is walking
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| And a man so salomando
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| Against sweat and dreams
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| I work for my owner
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| El montuno said in his song
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| And in the world there is none
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| That in me it can climb
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| I am my own mayoral
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| I do not account to anyone
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| And whoever tries to force me
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| Talk to my dagger
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| For better or for worse
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| My mother gave birth to me
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| I come from the countryside compadre
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| My dad was a farmer
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| I am from the side of the thorn
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| And all the old men count
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| That I do not respect they lie
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| The breezes of the roads
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| The sun rises from my land
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| And at night the moon
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| And there is no language
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| That reason deny me
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| That I have a soul of clear waters
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| And hand tanned in leather oh oh oh
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| It's my download so I dance
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| It's my download for you to enjoy
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| Enjoy my download enjoy it
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| For those who do not remember friendships
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| I come to inspire this little bit
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| To be repeated to anyone whenever
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| When the opportunity comes
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| Hey, he was richer
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| I'm surprised you don't remember
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| Yes, with the passing of the years
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| make you look strange
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| The faces you already know
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| You don't remember the voices
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| that calmed your sorrows
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| How much do you have, how much are you worth?
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| That's your thinking right now
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| But the time will come
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| that establishes the truth
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| And then you'll understand
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| The immense of your mistakes
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| to get the flowers
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| They will be able to perfume your environment
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| Make your mind understand
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| In your wooden room
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| That even though you thought you were a candle
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| No one can with death
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| that you came out of the earth
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| And in the end you come back to her
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| I'm going to Panama with my download
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| I'm going to Panama with Rubén singing |