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Valeria Castro

Costumbre

Delicada
De cada vez que te veo me cae una fala
Que cada vez que destacaba no se miraba
¿Dónde quedará la cara que nadie te regalaba?

Si recordara
Que la herida en el pecho siempre estuvo clara
Que afila la daga después de la puñalada
Y él puede dar la respuesta pa' quien no pregunta nada

Cae la lluvia en la acera y no a cualquiera en el pulmón
El aire nos espera
Quien no cuida la tierra y no está a su vera
No ve el dolor y no ve lo duro de la primavera

Una flor en abril parece corriente
Y no por eso puedes anular a lo que siente
Una flor en abril parece corriente
Y no por eso puedes anular a lo que siente

No porque sea costumbre, no mereces que te alumbren
No porque sea costumbre, no mereces que te alumbren
No porque sea costumbre, no mereces que te alumbren
No porque sea costumbre, no merece

Cuando te sientas culpable
Acuérdate, tuviste tiempo pa ser amable
Y ahora queda el incendio, no veo que hable
Pero, ¿quién desespera sabiendo que eso siempre fue esperable?

¿Quién desespera sabiendo que eso siempre fue esperable?
¿Quién desespera sabiendo que eso siempre fue esperable?
¿Quién desespera sabiendo que eso siempre fue esperable?
¿Quién desespera sabiendo que eso siempre fue esperable?
¿Quién desespera sabiendo que eso siempre fue

Cae la lluvia en la acera y no a cualquiera en el pulmón
El aire nos espera
Quien no cuida la tierra y no está a su vera
No ve el dolor y no ve lo duro de la primavera

Una flor en abril parece corriente
Y no por eso puedes anular a lo que siente
Una flor en abril parece corriente
Y no por eso puedes anular a lo que siente

No porque sea costumbre, no mereces que te alumbren
No porque sea costumbre, no mereces que te alumbren
No porque sea costumbre, no mereces que te alumbren
No porque sea costumbre, no merece

No porque sea costumbre, no mereces que te alumbren
No porque sea costumbre, no mereces que te alumbren
No porque sea costumbre, no mereces que te alumbren
No porque sea costumbre, no merece

Custom

Delicate
Every time I see you, I lose my speech
That every time I stood out, it wasn't seen
Where will the face be that nobody gave you?

If I remembered
That the wound in the chest was always clear
That sharpens the dagger after the stab
And he can give the answer to those who don't ask anything

The rain falls on the sidewalk and not on just anyone's lungs
The air awaits us
Who doesn't take care of the earth and isn't by its side
Doesn't see the pain and doesn't see the hardness of spring

A flower in April seems ordinary
And just because of that, you can't cancel out what it feels
A flower in April seems ordinary
And just because of that, you can't cancel out what it feels

Not because it's a custom, you don't deserve to be illuminated
Not because it's a custom, you don't deserve to be illuminated
Not because it's a custom, you don't deserve to be illuminated
Not because it's a custom, you don't deserve

When you feel guilty
Remember, you had time to be kind
And now there's the fire, I don't see it speaking
But who despairs knowing that was always to be expected?

Who despairs knowing that was always to be expected?
Who despairs knowing that was always to be expected?
Who despairs knowing that was always to be expected?
Who despairs knowing that was always to be expected?
Who despairs knowing that was always

The rain falls on the sidewalk and not on just anyone's lungs
The air awaits us
Who doesn't take care of the earth and isn't by its side
Doesn't see the pain and doesn't see the hardness of spring

A flower in April seems ordinary
And just because of that, you can't cancel out what it feels
A flower in April seems ordinary
And just because of that, you can't cancel out what it feels

Not because it's a custom, you don't deserve to be illuminated
Not because it's a custom, you don't deserve to be illuminated
Not because it's a custom, you don't deserve to be illuminated
Not because it's a custom, you don't deserve

Not because it's a custom, you don't deserve to be illuminated
Not because it's a custom, you don't deserve to be illuminated
Not because it's a custom, you don't deserve to be illuminated
Not because it's a custom, you don't deserve

Escrita por: valeria castro