Excerpt:
Aire, en esta linda tarde de verano
Tu recuerdo es una foto gris
Que las holas van difuminando
Que dificil dibujar tus rasgos
Medio dia despues de partir
Aire, si tus ojos eran higos negros
Si los dientes gajos de limón
No recuerdo el arco de tus cejas
Ni siquiera puedo hablar apenas
De otra cosa que no sea dolor
Realmente cuando baja la marea
Por puro instinto de conservación
Intenta cauterizar cada huella
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It might be strange that I put the lyrics of this sing, but I have to say I totally love it! It`s fantastic! I just watced the video and I decided to put the lyrics. Hope you like it, althought I think you already know it by heart!
No pares
Nadie puede pisotear tu libertad
Grita fuerte por si te quieren callar
Nada puede, deternerte,
si tu tienes fe
No te quedes con tu nombre
escrito en la pared
En la pared...
Heading South from Buenos Aires towards Welsh Patagonia - a curious cluster of communities formed after the Welsh migrated there ...no doubt in search for a country they could beat at Rugby - we endured another ...
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