"I got tired, I crawled hurt.
I got tired of waiting for a miracle. I will not be
who is begging.
Salvation, or mercy from heaven.
endured, dodged lashes.
If I cried, if blood was inside.
not cried, I sighed look to the sky.
sworn I hung from no collar.
will break the wind looking for my salvation.
If there is a curse, pretend that there is no pain.
will break the wind, burn my solitude.
go up against the wind. Nothing new under the sun ... "
Escuchen a Taura...
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