Bobok
Aquí no estaré yo
Solo polvo habrá
Que será lo que soy
Solo un soplo más
Mi alma quiere ir al mar
Y poder regresar
Y poder olvidar
Y poder recordar
Amor
El sino dirá lo que soy
Yo he hecho lo que he podido
La suerte nos desatara
De esta costumbre de ser
De esta triste costumbre de ser
De esta bella costumbre de ser
Amor
El sino dirá lo que soy
Yo he hecho lo que he podido
Amor
Solo polvo habrá
Que será lo que soy
Solo un soplo más
Mi alma quiere ir al mar
Y poder regresar
Y poder olvidar
Y poder recordar
Amor
El sino dirá lo que soy
Yo he hecho lo que he podido
La suerte nos desatara
De esta costumbre de ser
De esta triste costumbre de ser
De esta bella costumbre de ser
Amor
El sino dirá lo que soy
Yo he hecho lo que he podido
Amor
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Writer(s): Pablo Ochoa
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