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Azul

Waxahatchee

Blue

We, we never leave the beach
We'll grow numb to the mystique
And the world spins as we sleep

Running water, running

Some are allergic to the sun
They'll grow numb in the long run
They'll get everything they want

Running water, running

Azul

Nunca abandonamos la playa
Nos volvemos insensibles al misterio
Y el mundo gira mientras dormimos

Agua corriente, corriendo

Algunos son alérgicos al sol
Se volverán insensibles a la larga
Obtendrán todo lo que quieren

Agua corriente, corriendo

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