Prayer
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Vejer, julio de 2005.
I was born here and I'll die here against my will
I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still
Every nerve in my body is so vacant and numb
I can't even remember
what it was I came here to get away from
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
(Nací aquí y aquí moriré en contra de mi voluntad Ya sé que parece que me marcho, pero estoy quieto Cada nervio de mi cuerpo está ausente e insensible Ni siquiera recuerdo de qué vine huyendo Ni siquiera oigo el murmullo de una oración Aún no ha oscurecido, pero no va a tardar)
Bob Dylan, Not dark yet
Vejer, julio de 2005.I was born here and I'll die here against my will
I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still
Every nerve in my body is so vacant and numb
I can't even remember
what it was I came here to get away from
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.
(Nací aquí y aquí moriré en contra de mi voluntad Ya sé que parece que me marcho, pero estoy quieto Cada nervio de mi cuerpo está ausente e insensible Ni siquiera recuerdo de qué vine huyendo Ni siquiera oigo el murmullo de una oración Aún no ha oscurecido, pero no va a tardar)
Bob Dylan, Not dark yet
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