The future you deny
Somebody told me you’re a junkie now
And that you’ve always been a junkie man I never would’ve guessed thatYou don’t deserve all the love you have
It’s the fruit of life, but you throw it away like candyUnderstand it’s a curse
You’ve got trouble in your blood
Write a song second verse
Underneath it there’s a love
Recognize the things you do
You’re making mess for baby, you know who
(Voxtrot - “Trouble”)

..."que a su corazón le falte mi latido / que ella, cuya grandeza admiro, me admita en el alto vuelo de su sueño”


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