hey paisà the orchestra passes by
hey paisà the orchestra passes by
In the room the guitar plays
from afar the sky thunders
she is close
the note moves away
like a kiss left in the wind
in the voice there is a bitter song
from the creator to the speaker
from a low sound
the echoes step
just a moment
the shouting starts
Naked impulses I hear thousands of voices
it's a summer on stage
Naked impulses I hear thousands of voices
I hear the rhythm under the skin
I hear castanets in my ears
vibrations in my lower abdomen
don't be malicious
it's not those
but the strings struck
in a flamenco< br/>they rise slowly
transgressive and beautiful
together we
call it madness
Naked impulses I hear thousands of voices
it's a summer on stage
Naked impulses I hear thousands of voices
The high-pitched sound
of a silent guy
comes like a sniff
who asks for help?
Sound wave
shake her skirt
/>happiness surpasses wisdom
in this well
there is no longer room
the heel is pressing
she alone advances
together harmony
/>with my soul
Naked impulses I hear thousands of voices
It's a summer on stage
Naked impulses I hear thousands of voices

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