Los Sobrevivientes
Estamos ciegos de ver
Cansados de tanto andar
Estamos hartos de huir
En la ciudad
Nunca tendremos raíz
Nunca tendremos hogar
Y sin embargo, ya vés
Somos de acá
Vibramos como las campanas
Como iglesias que se acercan desde el sur
Como vestidos negros que se quieren desvestir
Yo siempre te he llevado
Bajo mi bufanda azul
Por las calles como Cristo a la cruz
Cansados de tanto andar
Estamos hartos de huir
En la ciudad
Nunca tendremos raíz
Nunca tendremos hogar
Y sin embargo, ya vés
Somos de acá
Vibramos como las campanas
Como iglesias que se acercan desde el sur
Como vestidos negros que se quieren desvestir
Yo siempre te he llevado
Bajo mi bufanda azul
Por las calles como Cristo a la cruz
Credits
Writer(s): Carlos Alberto Garcia
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