Our era echoes like a closed door
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Which idea do we lean on?
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Our era echoes like a closed door
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Which idea do we lean on?
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The first thing Kiko asks
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The first person we look at
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The first moments we keep
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But what's this wind that chills my back
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Our era echoes like a closed door
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And us, what do we do?
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Which idea do we lean on?
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Kiko then asks if we can come back
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If time can smile, if we need to unite
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If we had to start over, if we had to forget
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I guess I wouldn't be
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The last to look first
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To follow, to still be when it's time to become
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Or if we need even less, 'cause for one who leaves
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But then what's this wind that passes
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That watches me and freezes me
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Our era echoes like a closed door
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Which idea do we lean on?
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Once passed through a populous city
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Imprinting my brain for future use
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With its shows, architecture, customs, traditions
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Yet now, of all that city, I remember only a woman
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I casually met there, who detained me for love of me
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Day by day and night by night we were together
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All else has long been forgotten by me
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Our era echoes like a closed door
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Which idea do we lean on?
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Our era echoes like a closed door
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And us, what do we do?
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Which idea do we lean on?