Contracorriente
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Contracorriente
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Cosas vienen cosas van,
Son las cosas de la vida.
No hay principio sin final,
Duele tanto la rutina,}
Duele tanto si no estas.
No me muero si te vas, o no,
Pero muero porque estes aqui.
Es la triste realidad
Donde encuentro la salida
Es el cuanto de nunca acabar.
Nos lleva la corriente
Atados de las manos
Sin rumbo y no podemos respirar
Y nada es suficiente,
Luchar contra corriente
En medio de este oscuro y frio mar.
Cosas vienen cosas van,
Unas quedan otras no regresaran.
Los recuerdos aquí estan,
Tu locura, tu cintura,
Tus manías y tu libertad.
Nos lleva la corriente
Atados de las manos
Sin rumbo y no podemos respirar
Y nada es suficiente,
Luchar contra corriente
En medio de este oscuro y frio mar.
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Who performs "Contracorriente"?
Elefante performs "Contracorriente", and this lyric page sits inside the Elefante catalog on LyroVerse.
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