They want to agitate me, they urge me to scream
I am like a rock, words do not touch me
Inside there is a volcano, which will soon explode
I want to be calm
It is my situation ³a desolation
I am like a lament, a Bolivian lament
That one day it began and will not end
And it does no harm to anyone
And I I'm here drunk and crazy
And my idiotic heart will always shine
And I will love you, I will love you forever
Baby, don't comb your hair bed
That the travelers are going to be late
Ooh, and I am here drunk and crazy
And my idiot heart will always shine
And I will love you I will love forever
Baby, don't comb your hair in bed
The travelers are going to be late
And I am here drunk and crazy
And my idiotic heart will always shine
And I will love you, I will love you forever
Baby, don't comb your hair in bed
The travelers are going to be late

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