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He woke up just after 6
Four plates, toast and coffee
He left them by hand at school

Two reasons to work
And come home for dinner
Turning drops of sweat into a privilege

And she plays, dances, runs, sings and flies with the wings of her angel
She lends them whenever she wants
It was a life of television
Written by an expert in illusion
Not only the 24th was Christmas Eve

Because he dreams, only dreams
And loves, giving his soul
Lives to leave a mark
In a perfect story that lacks nothing

And there she is, drawing stars
Singing giving her soul
Cut, and what a beautiful scene
You don't feel the storm when there is calm

2008, December, it was a Friday
Eyes that don't see, betrayal that you don't feel
Judas gave the kiss, how do you deny it?
How do you forgive? How do you repent?
If they were brothers, and goodbye forever
If he shook hands and the other the teeth
They turned their backs and he always faced forward
They thanked him, pushed him off the bridge

I understand well what happened
Dad left, and it was never his fault
The wound tattooed on his skin
The lie was heard by everyone
The truth was never heard by anyone
That's why I need to shout it out to all of Buenos Aires

Let time take care of it
And destiny took care of painting me violet
Battles we don't choose and have to face
That's what loving is about
But it also hurt me, and it's not too late to say it

The truth is they didn't even want to hire me, for being his daughter
But divine justice exists
If they knew how many times they called me to open their show
Sing, smile and act like nothing had happened
But, thanks to that, I learned what I don't want to be in this life

Together, drawing stars
Because I love you with all my soul
Cut, in the next scene
I don't care about the storm, calm will come