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El Último Aliento 1 by AI Composer

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El Último Aliento 1 by AI Composer - Rap/Hip hop music cover art

El Último Aliento 1

Rap/Hip hop

0:003:23
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Whoa...
Hey!
This is the tribe of the edibles,
This is the world's chief,
The Navy or not?
The Navy!
This is for those who walk, and do not find the way,
For those who breathe deep, until the end.
Slow path through the streets, thinking of my home,
The sun burns stronger, but more hunger that does not extinguish,
I keep straight on my way, and everything is wet earth,
Tears of many children, who have nothing,
A freedom for ideas, a few kisses for the mind,
Living every day, in this harsh winter,
You fight every day, you have to live from the invention,
And the one who does not sacrifice, lives in another well.
For those who breathe deep, although my chest breaks,
Dreaming of a light, that in the end never appears,
A people that walks, with that last breath,
Waiting for a new day, that the suffering ends.
And I breathe deep, in case there is no air tomorrow,
A silent fight, until the end of the country.
We are an island, we are waves, we are stones, we are salt,
And in every corner, there is a story, that has no end.
My old man tired, with his hands full of dirt,
The support of his work, is not enough for this war,
War of obscene prices, for the salary that condemns,
To live starving, because he does not charge another coin.
There is no evil that lasts a hundred years, say many elders,
And I know that many will wait for the mistakes to be fixed,
And they think that this is fixed, waiting for the lords,
It is better to end up in his grave, that there will be no better times.
That's why I breathe deep, even if my chest breaks,
Dreaming of a light, that in the end never appears,
A people that walks, with that last breath,
Waiting for a new day, that the suffering ends.
And I breathe deep, in case there is no air tomorrow,
A silent fight, until the dance is over.
We are island, we are waves, we are stones, we are salt,
And in every corner, there is a story, that has no end.
The spring ran by, the spring ran by,
If you look at the foundations, sometimes it rains so much,
It hurts to see so much misery, that kills so much suffering,
With cats and dogs.
Share the same plate.
Este
Hoy
Rico
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