Vetusta Morla ao nuevo

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I won't be able to tell
what happened yesterday,
it was so long ago
that the sun has set again.
Drunk, sleepless,
I caressed the stone I found.
Everyone is sleeping but she,
with the noise, couldn't see her.
With the living, the dead, toasting together
for one more year, one less year
than grieving for this wound and this light.
She arrived late, she didn't see anyone,
she went straight to sleep.
Instead of her stone
she found a party in her hall.
With the living, the dead, toasting together
for one more year, one less year
to grieve for this wound and this light.
With the living, with the dead...
With the living, with the dead...
With the living, with the dead...
With the living, with the dead...
With the living, with the dead...
With the living, with the dead...
With the living, with the dead...
With the living, with the dead...
With the living, the dead, toasting together
for one more year, one less year
than grieving for this wound and this light.
With the living, the dead, toasting together,
one year less than grieving for this wound and this light.

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