Falsa Cubana - Pibe Salamandra

Voces

Ecos, ecos, voces, voces,
suenan en la radio y en tu grabador
Luces, noches, fiebres, roces,
ruedan en tu mente como una canción
No temo despertar
si estoy sintiendo otra vez...

Hay canciones mucho sol (hay bastante ron)
Hay noches chicas y alcohol

Pero acá hay algo más,
algo confuso.
No me deja pensar,
me pone necio

Algo que empieza a caer
Yo no me animo a mirar
Algo que empieza a pegar
Y ya estoy para perder

Que lejos que estoy del mar
Nadie me pasa a buscar
Se viene una tempestad

Ecos, ecos, voces, voces
luces, noches, fiebres, roces
pianos, guitarras, demasiado alcohol
mareos, vergüenza, descontrol

Credits
Writer(s): Denis Carlos Davies, Rodrigo Andres Paz, Ivan Claudio Gabriel Petrunic, Juan Francisco Sampini, Gerardo Utz, Emiliano Crespo, Agustin Ariel Paz
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