Obrero del canto
Soy un obrero del canto
Que le canta a sus raíces
A la vida, a sus matices
Siendo solo uno de tantos
Nunca busqué los encantos
Y me encontré con la luna
Con el sabor de las tunas
Con la piel, la desnudez
Con la ciudad y el estrés
Que fue lenguaje en mi cuna
Que le canta a sus raíces
A la vida, a sus matices
Siendo solo uno de tantos
Nunca busqué los encantos
Y me encontré con la luna
Con el sabor de las tunas
Con la piel, la desnudez
Con la ciudad y el estrés
Que fue lenguaje en mi cuna
Credits
Writer(s): Rafael Aloz
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