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to say, but not wanting to write
leave the song lyrics is tremendous
Violeta Parra - Cantores TO REFLECT
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anxiety meditates a star high voice, groans and shakes
like a lion
as wanting to escape.
Where does your horse with such brilliance
overwhelming?
seems fake the glow that emerges from his being.
comes from the kingdom of Satan, all his blood
answered
burns the tree of love, let
ashes to happen.
Prisoner will
pleasure and servant of vanity, seeking
light of truth, but lying is
at his feet. Gloria
network tends stubborn and imprisons her heart,
in the silence of your voice to be drowning
unintentionally.
The limelight has dazzled
artificial reason,
give your hand, my sun,
in the awful darkness.
do you sing. I say, it fails
respond
is useless without the honey bee,
vain without reaper sickle. Is money
some light
eye not see? Thirty
pence and a cross echo Israel responds.
Where does your lying
and where to start your truth?
joke appears your glance,
crying like your laugh.
And his conscience finally said
sing him a man in his pain,
in their misery and sweat
and its reason to exist.
When the depths of his being so understanding
spoke
new wine will
sweetened the bitterness of gall. Today is her singing
a hoe
that opens furrows in living,
to justice at its root
and streams of his voice.
In his divine light compression stemmed from the singer.
