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Where is your inspiration, |
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where have your angels gone? |
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How did constant aggression |
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bury away your charm? |
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Your features keep on changing, |
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and I can't recognize |
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the drive I used to know, |
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the passion in your eyes. |
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De la ceniza tu voz renacera, |
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una promesa |
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que no se rompera. |
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From the ashes your voice |
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will be reborn, |
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a promise that won't be broken. |
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Break through the darkness, |
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break through the madness. |
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You used to be enchanting, |
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your future wide and bright, |
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and who would speak your name |
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would carry your flag with pride. |
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How have the demons tainted you, |
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how have we grown apart; |
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but your skies will remain |
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the colors of my heart. |
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I'll wait across the water |
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for you to step into the light. |
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I'll wait across the water |
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for you to come and find me. |
