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le estoy cantando
cuando libertad de su altura de la montaña
todos tragan los años
cuando un hecho se hace para la libertad
si él
no dé vuelta a su cabeza
he venido en el desierto porque mi alma es athirst
entre las montañas vagué
había un strangeness en sus labios
mi alma es un campo arado oscuro

 



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