La Gusana Ciega
sin ti
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Disappear in the crowd
We never had that conversation
Stop breathing was your solution
Stop dreaming, let ourselves escape
Without you it is not easy to decide
The flowers in the moon will dry up without you
Without you it is not easy to decide
The men in the moon will forget about you
I remember your stories of colored trips
On Tuesday the moon and Wednesday the sun
They never understood you, they killed your passion