Celtas Cortos gaia

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I asked for rain and they threw me into the cistern
I get tears if I want to see the sea
I asked for a kiss and see what they gave me
I know that spitting is a way of kissing
But following this fresh statement
Maybe raining is a way of crying
Forest fires if I ask for heat
Acrobats if what I want is love
I asked for fire and with the body already I can't
I know that shoeing is like asking for loyalty
But following the light of the sanest
Maybe burning is a way to heal
He kue yamba O domina ya< br/>He kue yamba O dominates soon now
He kue yamba O dominates already to play
I ask the wind for space to start my flight
I already know that falling is a way of flying
The air shudders the skin of the stream
And the howl of the wind is a playful song
I ask for land and they give me minefields
GMOs for honey from my palm tree
I ask for a piece to plant with all due respect
I already know that the grave is a port for ' return
Now the voice of the ancestor reverberates
Maybe the earthquakes are a sweet awakening
He kue yamba O dominates now
He kue yamba O dominates soon now
He kue yamba O dominates now
He kue yamba O dominates soon now
Gaia loves Gaia, the three-footed rooster
Let there be love, let there be! The man and the woman
Santa Manta Ray and a glove inside out
I return to Nueva Vizcaya
and homo sapiens stumbles

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