| my mind does not let me understand
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| If you love me
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| and i'm crazy
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| for your kisses
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| Take me out of life
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| the little air
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| That they steal me from your verse
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| a couple of verses
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| And it is that
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| My mind doesn't let me understand
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| If you love me
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| and i'm crazy
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| for your kisses
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| Take me out of life
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| the little air
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| That they steal me from your verse
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| a couple of verses
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| I pass by your street
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| «to» the days
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| «to» tell you that I love you
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| If I see you
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| fear is with you
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| and you don't trust
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| The illusion becomes
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| in melancholy
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| I look «for» the moon
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| and it messes me up
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| The contrast of colors
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| It confuses me
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| Today
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| there are still people
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| what the fuck
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| of racism infuses
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| And your little black eyes
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| And your little black eyes
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| Your little eyes make me want you
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| And I can't anymore
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| This pain is getting
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| very very inside
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| and for my race
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| I have to give you up
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| to you whole
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| I will read I will read I will read (2)
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| The world is getting worse every day
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| war, mistreatment
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| Not a little hole «for» love
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| what a little man
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| He who kills with pleasure
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| what a little man
|
| The one who hits a woman
|
| And it is that the world
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| every day is worse
|
| “for” you and “for” me
|
| war, mistreatment
|
| Not a little hole «for» love
|
| what a little man
|
| He who kills with pleasure
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| what a little man
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| The one who hits a woman
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| The nights
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| that I keep imagining
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| in a good world
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| no greed
|
| You and I would be walking
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| Barefoot on the beaches of
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| Galicia
|
| The nights
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| that I keep imagining
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| in a different world
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| no sadness
|
| it would finally be over
|
| the fucking racism
|
| wars, mistreatment
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| and poverty
|
| And your little black eyes
|
| And your little black eyes
|
| Your little eyes make me want you
|
| And I can't anymore
|
| This pain is getting
|
| Very deep inside
|
| and for my race
|
| I have to give you up
|
| to you whole
|
| I will read I will read I will read
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| We cover ourselves with childish lies
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| As an excuse, a «recao»
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| One class, one «mandao»
|
| With that, it's worth it to me
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| "to" love you
|
| Although I notice that the fear
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| is present
|
| Nobody knows
|
| What's happening
|
| The world keeps spinning
|
| Shattering
|
| no one misses
|
| these two souls
|
| that without remedy
|
| they are loving each other
|
| Nobody knows
|
| What's happening
|
| The world keeps spinning
|
| Shattering
|
| no one misses
|
| these two souls
|
| that without remedy today
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| they are loving each other
|
| no one misses
|
| these two souls
|
| that without remedy
|
| they are loving each other
|
| that without remedy
|
| they are loving each other
|
| they are loving each other
|
| And your little black eyes
|
| And your little black eyes
|
| Your little eyes make me want you
|
| And I can't anymore
|
| This pain is getting
|
| Very deep inside
|
| And because of my race I have
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| than give you up
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| to you whole
|
| I will read I will read I will read |