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Brome grass, trampled in desire paths
Ruminate on your words
At long last, we can rip off our masks
See who we really were

And I feel, all those

nun hai futuru habrá que pelear
naide nos lo va regalar, qu´equí sabemos bien lluchar

Que nun s'anden con bromes
el pueblu ye sagráu pa nós
y si nos

Gallop on... These pampas dance and ooooo

Steaming mane that smells like home
In these reeds and blooms and brome and loam
Glossy gray of this enchanter;