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Madrid wakes up blue in the morning.
Among the missed calls, I have your call.
The world bursts in the television but I,
Continue fighting the confusion here.
In my hanky, I gather used tears.
And also a mute lump in the throat
It was so wonderful to love each other like this
I will regret it, but this time I prefer to be wrong alone
I want to surrender in his arms, I want to meet him
And open a way again
It's that when it touches me, I set fire to the sea, I tell you
I want to find myself in his eyes and love again
I already know, it's cruel, I'm sorry.
Not everything is by chance.
I'm not as perfect as you hoped.
We're innocent, the blame is that of the soul.
I escaped with another daybreak,
I will regret it, but this time I prefer to be wrong alone
I want to surrender in his arms, I want to meet him
And open a way again
It's that when it touches me, I set fire to the sea, I tell you
I want to find myself in his eyes and love again
It's that I'm not made of stone, I'm a hurricane that lives on passion
I'm not a statue in a glass case
No-ah-ah-ah
I want to surrender in his arms, I want to meet him
It's that when it touches me, I set fire to the sea, I tell you
Al amar
I already know, it's cruel, I'm sorry.
Not everything is by chance.
