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How will old Zeibal be in Ensenada?
Jasmines and orchids in bloom?
Where the thrush sang sweetly
I want to look at myself again in your Cambá eyes
And kiss me like I kissed you
Under the shade of the jacaranda
Child, lean on my memories
Try to sleep in peace
I feel the weight on your conscience for Mom's crying.
I saw that the fear of abandonment doesn't let you breathe
I feel the knot in your stomach when they talk to you about dad.
Child, make peace with life
The grassland is not made of stone
The nostalgia of your before doesn't let you walk
Who killed your little smile of hope and kindness?
I know you want to go to sleep so you don't wake up again.
Love, don't cry
I see light in your troubles
Following your heart
Dancing to a song of thrushes
Child, I am a man with sadness
I know the weight of your truth
You escaped for stealing because you steal for dinner
I saw your fingers in the mud smelling of freedom
I know you want to go to sleep so you don't wake up again.
Around the world you go rogue
With caramel soul
I saw life in your knuckles
And their hate in your dimples
You prayed for your friends
Since not all of them go to heaven
But you are a grail
Love, don't cry
I see light in your troubles
Following your heart
Dancing to a song of thrushes
Love, don't cry
I see light in your troubles
Following your heart
Son, they stole your little eyes from me
The moments I missed
I asked my destiny for time, and it said: "Today it's your turn."
I know that one day you will grow up, I know that one day you will understand
Your old man's advice, I'm resting in peace
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