Contrapiso Para El Alma

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When you look back, we will be just a memory
We will hardly be certain
You're going to forget me now
I wish you good luck and a love that makes you strong
Someday you will see
The things that don't help you
They sure hurt you
I am feeling the pride of having been born
And the joy of no longer being

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When love goes away
On to something else, butterfly
That life is just one day
We already talked about it yesterday
Life is not the problem
The problem is idiocy

The morphine of grief, the anesthesia of pain
One hand in your pocket and another waving goodbye
The morphine of grief, the anesthesia of pain
A love that gets sick has no solution

I know life is hard, find a path and happiness
I know that life is a bit hard, to get rid of our bitterness

When the end comes, things get tough
The truth hurts us
Everything is going to get better
It is not the same to be deep
To be sunk in this world
No, no, don't cry anymore
Please don't cry anymore
It's not all just pain
And about the memories
Subfloor for the soul
To walk again

The morphine of grief, the anesthesia of pain
One hand in your pocket and another waving goodbye
The morphine of grief, the anesthesia of pain
A love that gets sick has no solution

I know life is hard, find a path and happiness
I know that life is a bit hard, to get rid of our bitterness

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