Awca
Un día llegue a mi casa y sólo estaba awca, awca, awca, awca...
Ayer tomé tu calma para huir de la ciudad.
También probé tu bici. Dejé la mía enredada en tu jardín.
Me gustaba el rito, los micros y bocinas arrasaron con todo el lugar.
Sólo quedó el viento, te invito a correr con él.
Correr, correr, correr... correr con él.
Aaaammm, Aaaammm, Aaaammm.
Ayer tomé tu calma para huir de la ciudad.
También probé tu bici. Dejé la mía enredada en tu jardín.
Me gustaba el rito, los micros y bocinas arrasaron con todo el lugar.
Sólo quedó el viento, te invito a correr con él.
Correr, correr, correr... correr con él.
Aaaammm, Aaaammm, Aaaammm.
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