Nacimos angeles
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We Were Born Angels
We all were born angels
We all were born angels
Angels
Angels
Angels
And we all, we all were born angels
Given in the clock of guilt
Like in the clock of innocence
I just know that in this life
We all, we all were born angels
Given in the clock of guilt
Like in the clock of innocence
We all were born angels
In the fantasy that lifts the soul of poets
It's carried by liars, like auras in a storm
And the edge that feeds a pressing midday
Knows well the path of the blood of the people
And you see the love of a father, announcing continuity
You’ll know why the big shots have rich kids
And see the offering of a body, a sublime gift of love
Could be sold for a good price, gladly to the highest bidder
We all were born angels
We all, we all were born angels
Given in the clock of guilt
Like in the clock of innocence
I just know that in this life
We all, we all were born angels
Given in the clock of guilt
Like in the clock of innocence
We all were born angels
A tree that grows crooked, science straightens it out
Blessed is the one whose fortune lies in heart and mind
Who carries light, gets used to shadows lurking
And though the bullet was invented, the arrow's never forgotten
If heaven sends you lemons, share the seeds
But sell lemonade, and cry
At the chapel
And always ready with wings, to land on the runway
'Cause the shrimp that sleeps
Gets eaten by the tourists
We all, we all were born angels
Given in the clock of guilt
Like in the clock of innocence
I just know that in this life
We all, we all were born angels
Given in the clock of guilt
Like in the clock of innocence
We all were born angels
We all, we all were born angels
Given in the clock of guilt
Like in the clock of innocence
I just know that in this life
We all, we all were born angels
Given in the clock of guilt
Like in the clock of innocence
We all were born angels
We all were born angels
We all were born angels