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Wire fences still coiled with flowers of the night |
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Songs of the birds like hands call the earth to witness |
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Sever from fear before taking flight |
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Fences that fail and fall to the ground |
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Bearing the fruit from |
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Jara's hands |
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Me siento solo y perdido una vela alumbra mi camino |
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Cruzando tierras que nunca he visto |
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Cruzando el rio de mi destino |
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Solo soy un chico mas que suena en alto y mirando al mar |
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Fences that fail and fall to the ground |
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Bearing the fruit from |
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Jara's hands |
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Fences that fail and fall to the ground |
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Bearing the fruit from |
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Jara's hands |
