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Episodio 3: Qui?
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En una noche escalofriante aterradora
Viajan dos pibes en neblina forestal
Van casi a ciegas por la ruta de la sombras
Y en el silencio gimotean indignidad
Luna creciente que los guia a un campamento
Y la fogata que despierta al paladar
Con sed de muertos que ya casi los consume
Inebriados, a la hoguera tropezan
Y uno gritó:
Quita la mano del fuego, quita la mano
Y no quemaras
A medianoche continuaban el deslumbre
Y las ampollas empezaron a brotar
Es el dolor que cobra el vicio y la costumbre
por no querer el enfrentar la oscuridad
Y de repente se escucharon lindas voces
Que los llamaban con gran tierna calidad
“No tengan miedo, no se espanten somo buenos,
Solo tenemos unas cosas que aclarar”
Y uno gritó:
Quita la mano del fuego, quita la mano
Que no soñas
Amanecer en su morado atrevimiento
Marcaba el fin de una aventura espiritual
Solo restaban los dos pibes y una carpa
Y la sensación de que ya todo iba a cambiar
Y con el paso de los años fue durmiendo
La urgencia joven que a sus pasos afligio
“Fue solo un sueño” hoy en dia ellos remarcan
De aquel incendio que una noche los quemó
Y uno gritó:
Quita la mano del fuego, quita la mano
Y No recordas
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It was a chilly frightening night
2 kids traveled through a forestal fog
They traversed blindly through the route of shadows
And in silence they indignantly whimpered
A rising moon that guided them to a campsite
And the bonfire awoke their palate
A deadly thirst almost consumed them,
And drunk into the fire they fell
And one of them screamed:
Take your hand out of the fire,
Take your hand out, And you won’t get burned
At midnight the visions continued
And blisters started to sprout
Pain is the cost of vices and bad habits
For not wanting to face the darkness
And suddenly they heard beautiful voices
That called them with a tender quality
“Don’t be afraid, don’t be scared, we are good,
We only have a few things to clarify.”
And one of them screamed:
Take your hand out of the fire,
Take your hand out, And you won’t dream
Dawn with its purplish insolence
Marked the end of a spiritual adventure
All that was left were 2 travelers, a tent
And the sensation that things had changed from here on
And with the passing of the years, it grew dormant
that youthful urgency which upset their paths
“It was just a dream,” today they remark
Of the great fire that one night burned them up
And one of the screamed:
Take your hand out of the fire,
Take your hand out, And you won’t remember
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Rayuela,
released April 10, 2020
Lyrics by: Julio Montero, Music by: Cuñao
Severin Behnen: Backing Vocals, Accordion
Josel Cruz: Lead vocals, Bass
Julio Montero: Lead Vocals, Guitar
Tom Moose: Backing Vocals, Mandolin
Gabriel Ramirez-Ortiz: Backing Vocals, Violin
Isaac “El Rabioso” Rodríguez: Castanets, Percussion Effects
Craig Shields: Backing Vocals, Cajón, Treshchotka
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