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Was a very siamese cat, they called him Bala
urbanite, vague and polite and a gala necklace
A good day gave him to walk
he left his neighborhood and took a year to return
Had the cat a formal girlfriend, a white angora
asked for a hug and forgiveness, he was so angry
"son of Pekingese Jesus, tell me where you've been
you had me here at your feet"
"I was in London, Buenos Aires, Mexico
I bathed in the Seine, and yes, I return with the conclusion
in all those skies, our full moon shines
and you're still the best"
Until you do not change ours will be science fiction
until you do not change I will not let you pass, not today
stop looking at me, I do not know how you do it, for God
but you move right I'll recognize it"
"in broad avenues I looked for your feline shadow
I thought I saw you on each side of the road or inside the vans"
Bala said: "that's fine, enough of scratches
I'm still here at your feet"
in London, Buenos Aires, Mexico
every pain and affliction can be cured by dancing
tango, a ranchera or charleston, everything is forgotten by dancing
it's like being reborn
Until you do not change ours will be science fiction
until you do not change I will not let you pass, not today
stop looking at me, I do not know how you do it, for God
but you move right I'll recognize it"
There in the middle of a roof in a procession until dawn, turned her upside down
and a fish scrape was the keyboard of the Lord Centipede
she has fallen again
"Just as you do not change, we are destined for you and me
Just do not change, we're doomed you and me"
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