Volcán
Tengo a mano las tijeras y no se cortar
Tanta tela en las cortinas de esas ventanas
No me deja ver
Esa playa blanca donde podré ir a jugar
De cuclillas en la arena y construir un volcán
Que hará erupción
Y su lava, nos lavará toda la piel...
Tengo a mano las cortinas y en las ventanas
Tanta playa se asoma y su inmensidad
No me deja ver, pero...
Algo está cambiando,
Algo está brillando en vos:
Es tu corazón...
Y su resplandor, todo arderá...
Tanta tela en las cortinas de esas ventanas
No me deja ver
Esa playa blanca donde podré ir a jugar
De cuclillas en la arena y construir un volcán
Que hará erupción
Y su lava, nos lavará toda la piel...
Tengo a mano las cortinas y en las ventanas
Tanta playa se asoma y su inmensidad
No me deja ver, pero...
Algo está cambiando,
Algo está brillando en vos:
Es tu corazón...
Y su resplandor, todo arderá...
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Writer(s): Rojas Carballo Jose Pablo
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