Cuando trataba de llamarte de regreso (sin mucho éxito), el aire estaba lleno de Jack Johnson.
Y mira qué acertado déjà-vu...
It feels right
It feels wrong
It feels like when you have it, then it's gone
I want more
More and more
And if you steal the fire
Give me some
Cause the sun
Disobeys while it waits for a friend to arrive from the past
What holds us around, and around
While we wait
-Jack Johnson, While we wait
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