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Páez Fito
City of Poor Hearts
From Nineteen Hundred and Twenty
Bite its tail, pull its teeth
Like a vermin it comes and goes
They were two girls in 1920
Far from the noises, far from the sea
How much does a taxi cost from here to Constitución
As if we had loved
This It is a war, they have already declared it to me
Where the enemy can be me
All the ghosts, all the countries
All the beliefs, all the pain
He flies on his horse saying goodbye to a lot gas
As if we had loved
Where is my house, I owe two subjects
If you turn around you are a pillar of salt
Since there is no return, now that there is no way out
I want you to tell me how to stop
You go back to your house and if there is no whiskey
A good genius
As if we had loved
Bite its tail, pull its teeth
Like a vermin it comes and goes
They were two girls in 1920
Far from the noises, far from the sea.