De los huecos que se olvidaron de dibujarte
Se desprenden ramas de tinta roja
Tinta roja voces gritando
Que esa línea invisible
Es tu movimiento
Tu espíritu celeste
Tu cuerpo es su satélite
Su cuerpo es tu satélite blanco
Un largo viaje a destiempo
Y este viento en el pecho
Me desarma y me crea
Puedo no mirar, disimular
Que no еstá en el cielo еse lunar
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Tomi Porcelli – IR Dulsemarinita
Tomi Porcelli – Final
Deambular Lyrics English
Of the holes that forgot to draw
Red ink branches are detached
Red ink voices screaming
That that invisible line
It is your movement
Your celestial spirit
Your body is your satellite
His body is your white satellite
A long trip
And this wind in the chest
Disarms me and creates me
I can not look, disguise
That does not еsta in the sky е lunar
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Tomi Porcelli Lyrics – Deambular