39 Grados
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39 Grados
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No importa lo lejos que vayas
no importa de donde vengas
encontrarás para cuando vuelvas
buzones llenos de propaganda
No vayas a esperar la marea
en una habitación sin sombras
Otro verano de periódicos flacos
y asesinatos en cadena
Tipos que saltan al telediario
cansados de ser reservas
La luna se derrama los sábados
como la espuma de cerveza
Y la ciudad de agosto es un kiosco cerrado
un cementerio de coches abandonados
No hay nadie que se atreva a salir
Es hora de sacar el orgullo de barrio
pero la calle hierve a 39 grados
No hay nadie que se atreva a salir
No importa lo lejos que vayas
no importa que no te despidas
una lolita escapó de casa
no tienen ninguna pista
hay gente que no deja ni rastro
para perderse de vista
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Quique González performs "39 Grados", and this lyric page sits inside the Quique González catalog on LyroVerse.
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