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It’s not because I lied to you that you should not believe me now,
I knew that I was dancing in the face of a pending catastrophe.
I don’t believe in this love anymore, but I long for it just the same.
Like hood-wind believers who still make offerings,
Kisses and carreses I gave to others
For all the gold I stole from us.

Cuando te fujiste, me dijiste
No podemos ser felices,
Amaneci cansada y triste
Mira mi vida, l’amor, y esta nostra historia.
Solo nuestra fe no volvera.

They say the eyes are the windows on the soul
Don’t close yours, that hurts my dear
We despise what we've built
We made our lives a pot lunch ceremony
Who gave more, who took less
There is no death in the game of chess,
Just a wounded queen and an injured king who have lost their dreams.

Hoy que tal suerte,
Quiero que te vuelvo aver
Bajo el quiso de otra mujer
Creo que voy a lo que se.

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