Holding the water that is in his palm
Feeling everything
And no matter how tightly we squeeze our fingers
I'm cold
But the water

But the water escapes drop by drop
It's fragile
Fragile is the being prey to doubts
Listen

And when death is
There, inside the skin
And when the ordeal
And when I hear
Too much real suffering
It's like a mirror
Like a mouth-to-mouth
I feel a breath
That is born in unison
My double

Holding the water that is in his palm
Tell me everything
When we need each other so much
What to do?
And there

You leave and hide without a doubt
A tragedy
Drops of life that fall and flow, I flow

And when death is
There, inside the skin
And when the ordeal
And when I hear
Too much of your suffering
It's like a mirror
Like a mouth to mouth in me
Your breath that is born and knows and loves

And when death is
There, inside the skin
And when the ordeal
And when I hear
Too much real suffering
It's like a mirror
Like a mouth-to-mouth
I feel a breath
That is born in unison
My double

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