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Raising the Temperature

Los Abuelos de La Nada

Levantando Temperatura

Temprano en la ventana,
No puedo entender razón,
No me sigas el juego
Si no sos un buen perdedor.

Que son deudas de juego
Problemas de dinero para mí.
No soporto este agujero
Y lo llevo de sombrero, no, no.

Esta dura la calle
Y es tarde para caminar
Con la puerta cerrada
Lo podemos conversar.

Necesito contarte
Que sos tan importante para mí
No soporto este agujero
Y lo llevo de sombrero, no, no.

Esta dura la calle
Y es tarde para caminar
Con los ojos cerrados
Lo podemos conversar.

Necesito contarte
Que sos tan importante para mí
No soporto este agujero
Y lo llevo de sombrero, no, no.

Raising the Temperature

Early in the morning,
I can't understand the reason,
Don't play along
If you're not a good loser.

These are gambling debts
Money problems for me.
I can't stand this hole
And I wear it as a hat, no, no.

The street is tough
And it's late to walk
With the door closed
We can talk about it.

I need to tell you
That you're so important to me
I can't stand this hole
And I wear it as a hat, no, no.

The street is tough
And it's late to walk
With eyes closed
We can talk about it.

I need to tell you
That you're so important to me
I can't stand this hole
And I wear it as a hat, no, no.

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