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Ayer nomàs, buscando algo propio, imborrable, contra viento y marea, ahì donde la tierra late diferente, YO, en un cruce de caminos, VOS, Man al Norte mirando al Sur, sos el corazón masculino que abriga mi mundo, el amor fugaz, un amor like no other, que trasciende fronteras.
¿A quién le importa imaginar un futuro de archivos secretos?
Vidas digitales, passion, scars of tomorrow.
Al final qué difícil es rodar tras un sueño.
Yo no soy tu futuro, we meant to fall apart.
Just Yesterday, looking for a love to be my own,that could survive hurricanes or tsunamis, in a place were the Earth is different, I, in a cross road, You, man up North facing South, you were the masculine heart who warmed up My World, a weak love,
a love like no other.
But, who wants to make a future based in Secret Messages?
Virtual life: passion-scars of tomorrow...
At the end, still very difficult to approach my dreams...
you had show me the truth:
I am not in your future,
we meant to fall apart.
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