Ansia
Mientras sube el ansia hasta el cielo
Los rostros son grises todos quietos
Y las frustraciones se revientan contra el suelo
Las ideas vuelan y están lejos
Y las realidades nos visitan
Traen nuevos licores y están vivas
Y las ilusiones caen por su propio peso
Triunfa la verdad si tiene espinas
Los rostros son grises todos quietos
Y las frustraciones se revientan contra el suelo
Las ideas vuelan y están lejos
Y las realidades nos visitan
Traen nuevos licores y están vivas
Y las ilusiones caen por su propio peso
Triunfa la verdad si tiene espinas
Credits
Writer(s): Musgo En Las Sienes
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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