I'm looking through you, where did you go? I thought I knew you, what did I know? You don't look different, but you have changed I'm looking through you, you're not the same
- Don't it always seem to go, That you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone. The paved paradise put up a parking lot -
Si algo te sacude sin sentido será que mi canción llego hasta el sol...
El vino entibia sueños al jadear Desde su boca de verdeado dulzor Y entre los libros de la buena memoria Se queda oyendo como un ciego frente al mar...
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