Hologramas
Soy un holograma
¿No ves cómo me distorsiono cuando me toco el pie?
Luces imaginarias
Miedo es desaparecer
Amor que no me correspondes
Otra vez el tiempo lo echó a perder
Luces imaginarias
Un poco de grosor te pido
Que ya mis manos son de polvo
Mis ojos y mi carne viven
Viven con el sol
Pasajera fundamental
Tu mirada se encandila
Un poco menos cada invierno
Tu mirada se encandila
Un poco menos cada invierno
¿No ves cómo me distorsiono cuando me toco el pie?
Luces imaginarias
Miedo es desaparecer
Amor que no me correspondes
Otra vez el tiempo lo echó a perder
Luces imaginarias
Un poco de grosor te pido
Que ya mis manos son de polvo
Mis ojos y mi carne viven
Viven con el sol
Pasajera fundamental
Tu mirada se encandila
Un poco menos cada invierno
Tu mirada se encandila
Un poco menos cada invierno
Credits
Writer(s): Francisco Salvadores
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