Tachy
Despierta entre marañas
Dices que pasará, despiértame
En la segunda vuelta
Comienzas a llorar, no hay porque
Una mañana entrante
Tu madre tuesta el pan, tratando de romper estribos
Hoy ya no contesta anidando en su altar
Inalcanzable
Dada en alta se abalanzo sobre mí perforando un pulmón
Me decía "tú pulgar, no tapaba el sol ni la realidad"
Me decía "tú pulgar, no tapaba el sol ni a la soledad"
Dices que pasará, despiértame
En la segunda vuelta
Comienzas a llorar, no hay porque
Una mañana entrante
Tu madre tuesta el pan, tratando de romper estribos
Hoy ya no contesta anidando en su altar
Inalcanzable
Dada en alta se abalanzo sobre mí perforando un pulmón
Me decía "tú pulgar, no tapaba el sol ni la realidad"
Me decía "tú pulgar, no tapaba el sol ni a la soledad"
Credits
Writer(s): Jorge Cortés
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