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Ciro y los Persas

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No quiero escuchar y no quiere ver
No quiere tomar, no tiene más sed
No quiere dormir, y menos comer
Si tu cara está

Y ama partir, y suele escapar
Un remedio tan fugaz
Pero resiste, siempre resiste
Y sabe aguantar

Estás buscando un corazón que lata igual
Estás buscando, y oigo un ritmo similar

Tu furia es amor, tu locura paz
Tus mil explosiones, música vital
Siete son tus versos y
No queda nada cuando caminás

Te gusta subir, te gusta bajar
Y te gusta ir más allá
Que dejes atrás lo que se apagó
Lo que ya no está

Estás buscando un corazón que lata igual
Estás buscando, y oigo un ritmo similar

Vas uniendo piezas de un rompecabezas
Estás buscando un corazón que lata igual

En la vieja oscuridad
No busques lo que ya no está
Siempre hay un nuevo camino
Para hacer

En la vieja oscuridad
No busques lo que ya no está
Sabés que ser libre, gratis
Nunca fue

Y resiste
Y resiste

Estás buscando un corazón que lata igual
Estás buscando, y oigo un ritmo similar

Estás buscando un corazón que lata igual
Estás buscando, y oigo un ritmo similar

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I don't want to hear and don't want to see.
Doesn't want to drink, no longer thirsty.
Doesn't want to sleep, and even less to eat
If your face is there.

And loves to leave, and often escape
Such a fleeting remedy.
But it resists, always resists
And knows how to endure.

You're looking for a heart that beats the same.
You're looking, and I hear a similar rhythm.

Your fury is love, your madness peace.
Your thousand explosions, vital music.
Seven are your verses and
There's nothing left when you walk.

You like to go up, you like to go down.
And you like to go further.
To leave behind what has faded,
What is no longer there.

You're looking for a heart that beats the same.
You're looking, and I hear a similar rhythm.

You're piecing together a puzzle.
You're looking for a heart that beats the same.

In the old darkness,
Don't search for what is no longer there.
There's always a new path
To take.

In the old darkness,
Don't search for what is no longer there.
You know that being free, for free,
Was never.

And it resists...
And it resists...

You're looking for a heart that beats the same.
You're looking, and I hear a similar rhythm.

You're looking for a heart that beats the same.
You're looking, and I hear a similar rhythm.