Historias
Que tal si vienes
con un cuchillo en la mano
dispuesto a enterrarlo
en mi espalda.
Que tal si tienes
una pistola cargada
lista para disparar
Que tal si vienes
a enterrarme
a esconder mi carne
para incinerarla
Y crecen, y crecen
y crecen, mis historias
y crecen, y crecen
y crecen, mis historias
Quetal si vienes
a rajarme la madre
a arrancarme la sangre
a atravesar mi corazoooooon.
con un cuchillo en la mano
dispuesto a enterrarlo
en mi espalda.
Que tal si tienes
una pistola cargada
lista para disparar
Que tal si vienes
a enterrarme
a esconder mi carne
para incinerarla
Y crecen, y crecen
y crecen, mis historias
y crecen, y crecen
y crecen, mis historias
Quetal si vienes
a rajarme la madre
a arrancarme la sangre
a atravesar mi corazoooooon.
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Writer(s): Pascual Reyes Llanas
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