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Las oigo m?s cercanas, sagradas sinfon?as del tiempo. Con una idea; que somos seres immortales, ca?dos en la oscuridad, pobres condenados por los siglos de los siglos hasta curar completamente. Mirando el horizonte, un aire de infinito me conmueve. También a veces la clara insidia de la luna dentro de la noche me hace vivir en aparente inutilidad en este mar de confusiones. Y s?mos ?ngeles ca?dos en el planeta Tierra, sin memoria de d?nde venimos, hasta curar completamente.
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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