Heroes Del Silencio la herida

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Heroes Of Silence
The Spirit Of Wine
The Wound
it is always the same performance,
the same spectator,
the same theater,
in the one who acted so many times,
losing his mind
in such a real game
perhaps it was a mistake,
heal this wound for me,
for Please.
What is there in two friends
when after all
they seem lost
and prefer others?
What do dull hands give? ,
ignoring what is given,
if once they were close,
now they are deceived?
what made them move away
from their ' restless shore',
just for a moment
do you think about those days?
it is always the same performance,
the same spectator,
the same theater,
in which he acted so many times,
losing his mind
in such a real game
perhaps it was a mistake,
heal this wound,
please.
I have always preferred
a long kiss,
even if I know he's lying,
even if I know it's false.
what the hell is happening
when eyes do not meet?
the cockfight,
bets are accepted.
Who looked for shelter
somewhere else?
 Is it possible that the cold
comes with age?
it is always the same performance,
the same spectator,
the same theater,
in which so many times
I acted,
losing my mind
in such a real game
maybe it was a mistake,
heal this wound for me,
please.
it is always the same function,
the same spectator,
the same theater,
in which he performed so many times,
and lose his mind
in such a real game
perhaps it was a mistake,
heal this wound for me,
please.
it is always the same function,
the same spectator,
the same theater,
in which he acted so many times,
and losing his mind
in such a real game
perhaps it was a mistake ,
heal this wound for me,
please.

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