Saavedra punto y aparte

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The tired bones
The sleepless nights
Life running
The world outside
The empty hole
Open bottles
That heal wounds
Like a puppet
Without rope or shore
Naked of everything
Without clothes in the soul
But above all without desire
There is no permission to cry late I lost you since more da
You have simply defeated me
Of your round trip
I get off at the exit
Drop by drop between your arms
Half of my life has gone
Of your high-risk trip
I had the worst part
Even if I lose my mind
I will put an end to it
Rulette of time that cures everything
I hope to heal from you and in my own way
Burning my dreams
I swear to you that nothing and no one is eternal
And I am going to send this love to hell
I have this story left Recorded in the blood
Well, without a heart there is no attempt
There is no permission to cry...
Chorus...

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