Gris (Acústico)
Días grises para mí
No oigo nada más
Que el viento y las voces a lo lejos
Y este ruido en mí
Gris, gris, gris a lo lejos
Gris, gris, gris será cierto?
Mirar, reír, amar
A veces no alcanza
Buscar, sentir, soltar
Es parte de todo
Gris, gris, gris a lo lejos
Gris, gris, gris será cierto?
Que hay más allá?
Sigue el ruido o calmará?
Lo voy a intentar
Pero siento que ya nada es igual
No oigo nada más
Que el viento y las voces a lo lejos
Y este ruido en mí
Gris, gris, gris a lo lejos
Gris, gris, gris será cierto?
Mirar, reír, amar
A veces no alcanza
Buscar, sentir, soltar
Es parte de todo
Gris, gris, gris a lo lejos
Gris, gris, gris será cierto?
Que hay más allá?
Sigue el ruido o calmará?
Lo voy a intentar
Pero siento que ya nada es igual
Credits
Writer(s): Lurdes Magallanes
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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