Babasonicos coyarama

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It is not necessary
That I experience more
I absorb your wisdom
From a thousand centuries ago.
I caress the ivy
And humanity
I absorb its sadness
br/>Spatially.
There is no point in me listening to you
Melancholic when telling
I am an instant medium
Than you imagine.
Slanted eyes
The faults of the place
Are the topography
Of my immaterial piece.
I woke up in the twilight
But under the earth
I slide between caves
By worms of the capital
I connected with the night
Fainting
From the waist road...
Plot Pacha Mama his spell in Villa Seca
Anesthetized by the light of midday
br/>I left my village and protection
Thirst points me to grief and it is
I cry my countenance
I am absorbing the pressure.
Pilgrim the highlands
Pray the truth
In the middle of nowhere
Sails for eternity.
Dazzled by spectral flashes
I travel by touch through the region
I multiply myself seeing echoes of my image
That like a mirror returns to me.
Pilgrim the highlands
Pray the truth
In the middle of nowhere
Watch for eternity.

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