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Chance is the perfect metaphor of those who seek inspiration from sadness
The present struggles with death
Like someone who gambles everything for everything
With a coin thrown to the wind
Always playing, always betting on heads or tails
In the face of the incrusijada you review the things
That could have happened and that were suspended
To see them spinning in the wind, heads or tails
You gambled on kisses, on dreams
Crying, and mortal torture
Of ignoring the future and choosing the love of your life
Heads or tails
While time slips away at the window
While the coin spins in the wind
A kiss perfumes your existence
Woman with a heart broken in two
Tell me which half I belong to
What for you is a tremendous crossroads
For me it is loving uncertainty
What for you is a clean slate
For me it is beginning or end
Always playing, always betting on heads or tails
In the face of incrusijada you review the things
That could have happened and that were suspended
To see them spinning in the wind, heads or tails
While time slips away in the window
Time slips away