Sometimes things go wrong
I tell you, by the way, and you find yourself facing
That open desert
With silent ice and slow courage
As old as the world itself
Affection and spite
The path is made by walking, yes
But a desert is a desert
I don't know why
I beat our lips silence
And the clock does not have time
It does not have fear
The fact is that we cannot isolate ourselves
From the rest of this world
Where humans
Dreams are also air
Give me some excuse that will save us
Or that seven seas will swallow us
But don't take away my courage
I taught ±me your hands
Open the palms that I see
And now tell me if you still have left
A little hope in them
Show me your hands, those
The ones we caress ourselves with
And today we hurt each other so much, love
Maybe because for you
I'm just a zero to the left
That there is no way
For you to multiply my love
For your desire, and not for more than zero
I don't know why
Silence beats our lips
That the clock does not have time
It does not have fear, it does not have fire
Don't worry, today is Sunday
And God rests
Let's enjoy the moment and this place
What does he give us?
Give me some excuse to save us
Or let seven seas swallow us
But don't take away my courage
Show me your hands
Open the palms that I see
And now tell me if you still have
A little hope in them
Show me your hands, those
With which we we caress
And today we hurt ourselves so much
That mine have gotten tired
Of trying to take on the world
With clenched fists
Show me your hands, those
With which we caress ourselves
And today we hurt ourselves so much

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