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In case time drags me to deserted beaches
Today I close the book of dead hours
I make birds out of mud
I make mudbirds and blow them up
In case time drags me to deserted beaches
Today I reject the downfall of abandonment and grief
Not one more blank page
I feel the astonishment of a lone passerby
In the maps I lose myself
For its leaves navego
Now the wind blows
When the sea was far away, a long time ago
I don't go up the slope that takes me home anymore.
My dog no longer sleeps next to your candle
At the vertices of time nest feelings
Today, they're mud birds that want to fly
In valleys i get lost
On the roads I sleep
Now, the wind blows
When the sea was far away, a long time ago
When I don't have boat, oars or guitar
When he no longer sings the morning nightingale
Now, the wind blows
When the sea was far away, a long time ago
In valleys i get lost
On the roads I sleep
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