Los Heridos - La Vida Boheme

Un hombre que grita agua

Desconsolado al ver

Dos chinos que bailan solos

En cayo escaso de fe

La gente se chapotea

Y busca algo de beber

Algo que afloje la soga

Que los ahorca al ser

Arriba, arriba, arriba

Arriba, arriba, arriba

Arriba, arriba, arriba

Arriba, arriba, arriba

Arriba, arriba, arriba

Arriba, arriba, arriba

Arriba, arriba, arriba

Arriba

Y el agua forma estrellas con el reflejo del sol

Y el agua forma estrellas con el reflejo del sol

Y el agua forma estrellas con el reflejo del sol

Y el agua forma estrellas con el reflejo del sol

Y el agua forma estrellas con el reflejo del sol

Y el agua forma estrellas con el reflejo del sol

Y el agua forma estrellas con el reflejo del sol

Y el agua forma estrellas con el reflejo del

Sol

A todo lado que voy

Veo ciudades divididas

Que si el norte odia al sur

O que si el este odia al oeste

Mi gente no se lleva

Y podría ser diferente

A todo lado que voy

Veo ciudades destruidas

Con rencor miro el pasado

Y vivo el presente

Mi gente no se lleva

Y yo no soy tan diferente

Arriba, arriba, arriba

Arriba, arriba, arriba

Arriba, arriba, arriba

Arriba, arriba, arriba

Arriba, arriba, arriba

Arriba, arriba, arriba

Arriba, arriba, arriba

Arriba

Si el agua forma estrellas con el reflejo del sol

Si el agua forma estrellas con el reflejo del sol

Si el agua forma estrellas con el reflejo del sol

Si el agua forma estrellas con el reflejo del sol

Si el agua forma estrellas con el reflejo del sol

Si el agua forma estrellas con el reflejo del sol

Si el agua forma estrellas con el reflejo del sol

Si el agua forma estrellas con el reflejo del

Sol

Sol

Sol

Sol

Sol

Sol

Sol

Sol

Sol

Sol

Sol

Sol

Sol

Sol

Sol

Sol

Sol

Sol

Sol

Un hombre que grita agua

Desesperado al ver

Dos sirios que lloran solos

En una balsa sin fe

Si el mundo es del que paga

Es una deuda nacer

Y aún quién pierde se enfada

Con los que pierden con él

Arriba, arriba, arriba (Sol)

Arriba, arriba, arriba (Sol)

Arriba, arriba, arriba (Sol)

Arriba, arriba, arriba (Sol)

Arriba, arriba, arriba (Sol)

Arriba, arriba, arriba (Sol)

Arriba, arriba, arriba (Sol)

Arriba, arriba, arriba (Sol)

Arriba, arriba, arriba (Sol)

Arriba, arriba, arriba (Sol)

Arriba, arriba, arriba (Sol)

Arriba, arriba, arriba (Sol)

Arriba, arriba, arriba (Sol)

Arriba, arriba, arriba (Sol)

Arriba

A man who shouts water

heartbroken to see

Two Chinese dancing alone

In short faith

people splash

And look for something to drink

Something to loosen the rope

That hangs them by being

Up up up

Up up up

Up up up

Up up up

Up up up

Up up up

Up up up

Up

And the water forms stars with the reflection of the sun

And the water forms stars with the reflection of the sun

And the water forms stars with the reflection of the sun

And the water forms stars with the reflection of the sun

And the water forms stars with the reflection of the sun

And the water forms stars with the reflection of the sun

And the water forms stars with the reflection of the sun

And the water forms stars with the reflection of the

Sun

everywhere i go

I see divided cities

What if the north hates the south

Or what if the east hates the west

My people don't get along

and it could be different

everywhere i go

I see cities destroyed

With rancor I look at the past

And I live in the present

My people don't get along

And I'm not so different

Up up up

Up up up

Up up up

Up up up

Up up up

Up up up

Up up up

Up

If the water forms stars with the reflection of the sun

If the water forms stars with the reflection of the sun

If the water forms stars with the reflection of the sun

If the water forms stars with the reflection of the sun

If the water forms stars with the reflection of the sun

If the water forms stars with the reflection of the sun

If the water forms stars with the reflection of the sun

If the water forms stars with the reflection of the

Sun

Sun

Sun

Sun

Sun

Sun

Sun

Sun

Sun

Sun

Sun

Sun

Sun

Sun

Sun

Sun

Sun

Sun

Sun

A man who shouts water

desperate to see

Two Syrians crying alone

On a raft without faith

If the world belongs to the one who pays

It is a debt to be born

And even who loses gets angry

With those who lose with him

Up, up, up (Sun)

Up, up, up (Sun)

Up, up, up (Sun)

Up, up, up (Sun)

Up, up, up (Sun)

Up, up, up (Sun)

Up, up, up (Sun)

Up, up, up (Sun)

Up, up, up (Sun)

Up, up, up (Sun)

Up, up, up (Sun)

Up, up, up (Sun)

Up, up, up (Sun)

Up, up, up (Sun)

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