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Smooth skins of young people, magic in the footsteps
She let herself fall, I let myself get tangled and always collided
When you realized, I raved
When will you be back, I wondered

Flowers on the balconies, blows of words
It will dawn and we will start walking among wet leaves
With anxiety on our backs and a hope
In the freshly painted discarded city

We agreed to let it go, to die in spring
It will be a long winter gathering the pieces
That remain

Fear of airplanes and the good look
She let herself be helped, helped me think and it was worth it
There is a sick war on the borders
And an open window on the sidewalks

We agreed to let it go, to die in spring
It will be a long winter gathering the pieces
That lead us...

We agreed to let it go, to die in spring
It will be a long winter gathering the pieces
That remain...