| You are that answer that undresses me
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| You are that madness that drives me crazy
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| The argument that excuses
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| You are the dark bandage of my blindness
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| You are the nonsense that upsets me
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| And you are that presence that throws me off center
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| That alibi that forgives
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| You are simply the pure dream of my pillow
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| The drink of aguardiente that warms body and soul
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| You are often the awakening of my joy
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| The white rose between my teeth
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| fresh bread every day
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| You are the crossword that deciphers me
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| You are that sin that condemns me
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| You are that chimera that fascinates me
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| That desire that chains me
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| You are the burning fire that consumes me
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| You are that emptiness that enriches me
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| And you are the food that undernourishes me
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| You are the wind that rocks me
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| You are simply the pure dream of my pillow
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| The drink of aguardiente that warms body and soul
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| You are often the awakening of my joy
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| The white rose between my teeth
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| (You are) simply the pure dream of my pillow
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| The drink of aguardiente that warms body and soul
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| You are often the awakening of my joy
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| The white rose between my teeth
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| fresh bread every day
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| And you are the air that I breathe is you
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| The light that lights the first sun
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| And you are the water that I drink is you
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| The light that lights the first sun
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| You are the riddle that solves me
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| You are that answer that undresses me
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| You are that madness that drives me crazy the argument that excuses |