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A Solas



A SOLAS
(Musica: Estanis / Letra: F.Tallafet)
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No supe comprenderte,
y perdí la ilusión.
Jugamos siendo niños,
al juego del amor.

Recuerdo tantas veces,
las noches de pasión,
las dulces primaveras,
de aquel temprano amor.

Te suplico que vuelvas,
me muero de dolor.

A solas,
luchando con los muros de mi alcoba.
A solas,
quiero parar el tiempo y me provoca
un dolor en el pecho que me deshoja,
como una rosa al viento.
Como una rosa al viento lloro,
lloro en la sombra.


Cuando sueño tenerte,
la luna a solas llora,
me cuenta que te entregas,
a otra persona.

Tu ausencia me descubre,
que ya no te importa,
que yo sufra en silencio,
tan cruel derrota.

Y viva de recuerdos,
de aquella historia.

A solas,
luchando con los muros de mi alcoba.
A solas,
quiero parar el tiempo y me provoca
un dolor en el pecho que me deshoja,
como una rosa al viento.
Como una rosa al viento lloro,
lloro en la sombra.
...
Lloro en la sombra


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Author: ESTANIS