Exiliados de Yangana
En tus ojos veo, el dolor del tiempo
Es un festín de deseo, la fiebre de tu cuerpo
Hoy presencié, los estigmas en tu piel
Formándose, con el filo de mi escalpelo
Es tu sangre seca, el altar del fuego
Es un manjar, es un pecado. El vino que baña tu llanto
Al fin encontré, la abundancia que un día perdí
Y te la di, tu sombra no la quiso recibir
Es un festín de deseo, la fiebre de tu cuerpo
Hoy presencié, los estigmas en tu piel
Formándose, con el filo de mi escalpelo
Es tu sangre seca, el altar del fuego
Es un manjar, es un pecado. El vino que baña tu llanto
Al fin encontré, la abundancia que un día perdí
Y te la di, tu sombra no la quiso recibir
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Rodolfo Arias, Jaime Germán Murgueytio, Juan Gabriel Auz, Victor Manuel Pazmiño
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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