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On the crest of that hill
A star appears
On the crest of that hill
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The pigeon and the lark
They do not conform
By being his witness
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We already burned all the wheat
And it doesn't appear
In the capybara's house
Not even in the straw

To fall behind on the road
He doesn't behave
Through the straw fields
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There is no star guiding the poet
No wetlands drying in the sun
Dragged into the ditch
Crying for revenge
Crying for revenge

The ravines and the mountains
They are their lair
Under a sky of coals
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The baker answers him
Among the cinas cinas
They are hat bells
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We stayed under shelter
And he is not interested
On summer nights
In the corral

Getting up early in the canyon
It doesn't dawn
Makes a mirror in the stream
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There are no reflections on dry land
There are no ashes guarding the stove
A silhouette comes from afar
Crying for revenge
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