| I have come to shout your name to the wind
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| Let's see if you escape me from here inside
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| I have come to deal with oblivion to bury
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| What I have lived so long with you
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| I have come to look for something that explodes here
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| In my chest pumps against feelings
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| That they rip out what I feel from the tip
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| to the root
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| A bomb that explodes in my throat
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| Let's see if my voice doesn't sing more songs to your love
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| A bomb that erases my memory that does not remain
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| Of this story nothing to remember
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| A bomb against sentimentality, against
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| Tenderness and affection against everything, against you
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| against you
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| Zacarias Ferreira,.For you
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| I have come to accept my failure today
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| And I leave something of you in every step
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| I have come to fight against myself
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| To fill myself with selfishness so as not to think of you
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| I have come to look for something that explodes here
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| In my chest pumps against feelings
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| That they rip out what I feel from the tip
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| to the root
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| A bomb that explodes in my throat
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| Let's see if my voice doesn't sing more songs to your love
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| A bomb that erases my memory that does not remain
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| Of this story nothing to remember
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| A bomb against sentimentality, against
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| Tenderness and affection against everything, against you
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| against you |