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The Year of the Cat

Erica Garcia

El Año Del Gato

Nadie te puede decir
Que algun dia te vas a morir
En vez de vivir por ganas de vivir
Y no por consuelo.

Y te llenan la cabeza de dolor
Desde chico distorsionan tu amor
Y todos esperamos que alguien venga y diga: "desde hoy sos inmortal... sos inmortal"

Ella no puede pensar que es importante
No aclaró con dios su forma de vivir no sabe que ser feliz es un chispazo,
No quiere saberlo.

El sí corre libre por la nada el ya sabe que uno es lo que quiere ser,
El tiene mil vidas en ese cuerpo el sabe y juega a que

Sos inmortal, sos inmortal.

Siete vidas te esperan
En algún lugar de tu cabeza
Siete vidas te esperan
Y cuándo, cuando las vas a buscar?
Si sos inmortal... sos inmortal
Sos inmortal... sos inmortal

The Year of the Cat

Nobody can tell you
That one day you're going to die
Instead of living for the desire to live
And not for comfort.

And they fill your head with pain
Since you were a kid, they distort your love
And we all hope that someone will come and say: 'from today you're immortal... you're immortal'

She can't think that it's important
She didn't clarify with god her way of living, she doesn't know that being happy is a spark,
She doesn't want to know.

He runs freely through nothingness, he already knows that one is what one wants to be,
He has a thousand lives in that body, he knows and plays that

You're immortal, you're immortal.

Seven lives are waiting for you
Somewhere in your head
Seven lives are waiting for you
And when, when are you going to look for them?
If you're immortal... you're immortal
You're immortal... you're immortal

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