Incienso
Prende un incienso para ocultar el tiempo de mis muertos
en mis yo reposan infinidades de deseos
¿De qué tanto puedo hablar?
Si nada de lo que toco es real
Y si aun puedo sobrevivir
¿Podré recordar lo que era sentir?
Prende un incienso para ocultar el tiempo de mis muertos
en mis yo reposan infinidades de deseos
en mis yo reposan infinidades de deseos
¿De qué tanto puedo hablar?
Si nada de lo que toco es real
Y si aun puedo sobrevivir
¿Podré recordar lo que era sentir?
Prende un incienso para ocultar el tiempo de mis muertos
en mis yo reposan infinidades de deseos
Credits
Writer(s): Esteban Cesar Chuyton Sánchez
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