Xutos & Pontapés
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If You Don't Have Shelter
Imagine a sky, white with blue
A quiet light, a little south
A man standing still, holding the contil
Looks tired, seen in profile
A small shadow, a long journey
Looks like he's looking, but doesn't find anything
There's no It's a house without a wall
And the water he drinks doesn't quench his thirst
That thirst
His thirst
And where is he
Where will he come from
Who will he ask for
Tomorrow will know
He where he is
Where will he come from
Tomorrow will kill
Me I look at the window, behind the glass
And I see the guy, in the middle of the square
There is not a man, without his secret
Hidden truth, the mother and your fear
That fear
is your secret
And where is he
Where will he come from
Who will he ask for
Tomorrow £ will know
He where he is
Where he will come from
Tomorrow he will kill
Imagine a sky, black with danger
It awakens terror, seeing the unknown
Distrust him, but make the journey
If you don't have shelter, have courage

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