Agua Bendita (feat. Sharif y Matias Juarez)

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Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain (uh-uh)
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Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain (uh-uh)
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I'm a player, that's why I smile
Since I was a kid I write for love, my pain is mine
I seek warmth in a cold world
Something sacred to fill this void, and I
Don't step on the flower that grows in the river
I distrust, orphan of God, I pray for mine
I light up and jump into the void
I know out there, only a cold world awaits, and I
I'm praying so my family doesn't lack anything
I'm praying like an old child doing alchemy
I'm praying quietly without raising my voice
With the words my mother gave me as Bible
A life without mistakes or sins
Getting through the month on borrowed time, stressed
A life and too many sins
On this side there are only fallen angels
Who don't take flight
And dance on the wire while writing their worries in blood
I'm praying for the devils who are good
Like an angry angel who spits his pain to the sky
Here we know how to fight with our hands
How to help a brother, how to pass another gram
Here we remain blessed and forgotten
Taking care of the soul despite the sins

What am I going to tell you?
In the street respect is earned, pain is shared
Living is an art
That I won't lose
That's why if I cry, they are tears of holy water
Of holy water

I never learned to pray, not because I'm atheist
The closest to heaven is when I see you
So grateful that if it hits me, I hit back
I was afraid of life and it turned into a walk
I enjoy what I say and also what I give
I'm like Pirlo, it's been a while since I trained
Let the one above judge me if I'm bad or good
Mom told me to be thankful if I feel full
Maybe full, maybe calm and
Everything bothers me in this empty world
I enter avoiding shots to avoid trouble
And when they point at me, I laugh at everything
I was taught to be cold and to love from the heart
That if it gets ugly, endure and don't run
I thank the crowd for every cheer
If it weren't for you, it's just another story

And for mom, it's another one of thousands
To separate us, missiles would be missing
And if one day I'm missing, just sing and tell them
That each one was fine with their Achilles' heel

What am I going to tell you?
In the street respect is earned, pain is shared
Living is an art
That I won't lose
That's why if I cry, they are tears of holy water
Of holy water

Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Holy water in the street (oh-oh-oh)
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Holy water in the street (oh-oh-oh)