Mis manos quedaban manchadas de muerte añeja. No era fácil acostumbrarse a escribir frente a los ojos cerrados de un hombre que dejó de existir hace muchos años, pero cuyos pómulos puedo tocar con tan solo estirar una mano.
tonight
And you know you're never sure but you're sure you could be right if you held yourself up to the light And the embers never fade in your city by the lake The place you were born. Believe , believe in me , believe Believe in the resolute urgency of now And if you believe there's not a chance tonight Tonight, so bright , tonight Tonight
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