Salta,
from the dark unreality
call my name without knowing myself
the eye color and fears
unknowingly Shake all
like the time he lost the key
and since then not know how to open that door
Although libertarian shadow slips across
slit my love
I know will never come
Although millimeter distance I can hear the
nervioso agitar de la desnuda espalda
Que pena no saber
Que si se puede volar.
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