| Concha Buika – Oro Santo Lyrics | 10 years ago |
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Holy Gold In the darkness of this night, divine and brown On the tundra that fills my soul, always awake A lament is heard as a prelude to the dead hours Hours pass with the agony of a slow death The silence returns to dress me my holy gold The memory of my grandmothers returns to make me strong while waiting The records that taught me to adore music return My father returned after twenty years Oh, if you would return... If you would return you would wear my holy gold Things would keep quiet so that you can hear my hopeless song |
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