Vetusta Morla alto!

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Stop!
I have seen hundreds of soldiers arrive.
They wear rental uniforms,
they create confusion;
they have an assignment.
Many have been here
too many years.
They are determined to extract
its meaning from each expression.
Now be careful,
the desire to return will accompany you.
The next Maybe it lasts too long.
I keep the faith,
you find the miracle.
Away!
They are going to fumigate
all these fields.
All the words in the place
have become intoxicated.
Who drove me away from you?
The land I planted has turned into mud.
They smell the metal of the poisoned air.
I keep the faith,
you find the miracle.
Who burned our roof?
The artificial rain continues to poison us
They smell the metal of the poisoned air
I keep the faith,
you find the miracle.

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