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Pastora Soler
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In the story of your skin, there’s a page
hidden away and a heartbreak that this time
has opened up like a wound. With the
failures of love, some learn the
way to befriend the pain, but in
you, there are still traces left. Strip away your
fears, your sorrows. Free me from that doubt
that tears my soul apart. Who hurt you so bad?
Tell me who ripped away your dreams, who
came before me, destroying the
hopes you had. What the hell did I do
that I love you so much, so much, so much… Tell me
who, how could they shatter your faith, the one
I seek every day, tracing my caresses
over your pain. If only I could heal your
heart…!
I wonder time and again why the hell
I showed up late. That even though
you love me, I know, today I curse you for
being a coward. Strip away your
fears, your sorrows. Free me from this doubt
that poisons us. Who hurt you so bad?
Tell me who ripped away your dreams, who
came before me, destroying the
hopes you had. What the hell did I do
that I love you so much, so much, so much… Tell me
who, how could they shatter your faith, the one
I seek every day, tracing my caresses
over your pain. If only I could heal your
heart…!