Bucarest No Es Budapest - Emperador

Porvenir

Despiertate el sol. Hacete amigue que es tu dolor
Despiertate sueño de una fría habitación y temblás de amor
Tengo la espalda tomada y una desastrosa circulación
Desorden alimenticio, todo un mapa en expansión son
Son llagas creciendo dentro
Alguna estúpida razón o motivos para seguir sufriendo
Con un ritmo del destino
Un compás del porvenir
Son llagas creciendo dentro
Alguna estúpida razón o motivos para seguir sufriendo
Con un ritmo de destino
Un compás del porvenir

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Writer(s): Mariano Belamendia
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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