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extremoduro if you leave

It shows in the voice, inside it is colored,
and the value that my nights lack is missing.
And life is played
Always in lost causes.

Hopefully he finds me already among so many flowers.
I hope it's called poppy,
Take my hand and tell me that alone ...
He doesn't understand life, no.
And ask me for more more more more, give me more.
And ask me.



It is able to swim in the deepest sea.
Like a superhero, to save the world.
Where the waves break
Save a conch.

Hopefully he wakes me up and doesn't look for reasons.
I wish it started from scratch,
and be able to tell him that I've spent my life
Without knowing that I wait for her, no.
And without asking me for more more more more, give me more.
Without asking me.



If you go
I stay in this street with no exit, no exit.
That this bar
He is tired of goodbyes, goodbyes.

Like an alien perches on the ground
and offers me gifts that he brings from other heavens.
I give him a stone
Earth memory.

He asks me why man invented war.
And silently ask even more serious things.
I get palote
Just touch me.

"Where are we going so fast?"
He asks me his smile.
If you want, I have the plan:

Walk, let the sun rise,
where the sun rises,
It doesn't give me.

And reach your heart,
unless the sun rises,
Where the sun rises.

If you go
I stay in this street with no exit, no exit.
That this bar
He is tired of goodbyes, goodbyes.

If I have taken and I have not come,
It has been an impediment.
They took me arrested
To make a statement.

I have stolen, I have lied,
and I have also killed time.
And I've searched the forbidden
For having good food.

And is that reality
What I need
has gone behind
of that ass.

That in front of me
finally stopped
a day with a dark night,
Waiting to see if the moon rises.

Let yourself be loved,
tell me again,
a day with a dark night,
Waiting to see if the moon rises.

If you go
I stay in this street with no exit, no exit.
That this bar
He is tired of goodbyes, goodbyes.

Oh moon, oh moon.

Stay very close to me
So both of you, sweet early morning.
Look at me and smile again,
but, I don't understand anything.

If you go
I stay in this street with no exit, no exit.
That this bar
He is tired of goodbyes, goodbyes.

If you go
I stay in this street with no exit, no exit.
That this bar
He is tired of goodbyes, goodbyes.

Extreme

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