He flees when he sees the dust fly
And he fears that it will be the last time
If the hurricane reaches his miseries
It will take him with him to where he will not be able to return
Today You fall into his arms
And you feel like this, unapproachable
The flow slows down
He unleashes his revenge, destroys what he sees
Covers his lake feet in the mud
And dragged by the avalanche he was saying to himself
Today you fall into his arms
And you feel like this, unhugable
Seriously threatened in the avalanche
He feels that he is going to be lost
Five punas did not turn him into a flame
He did not resist the thirst, his simple seeing was double seeing
Today you fall into his arms
And you feel like this, unembraceable

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