The Sound of Lucrecia - Congost

Extraña colección

No he escogido todo lo que está
En mi memoria
A donde puede ir tanta información?
Qué se guarda?
Y ahora soy una extraña colección
De datos inconexos
Que los llevo conmigo a todos lados

No he escogido nada
Y eso que trato de memorizar
Una historia distinta cada día que pasa
Una historia que no me pasó a mi
O tal vez ya no se?
Soy cómo ella decida ser

No he escogido todo lo que está
En mi memoria
A donde puede ir tanta información?
Que se escapa
Mil historias que ya no se contar?
O tal vez que olvidé
Voy pronto a desaparecer

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Writer(s): Lucrecia Dalt
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