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Title Music
01:50
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Rio Chato
03:19
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I wake up next to the river
My heart is in my throat
I watch my breath blur as it exits
Into the old familiar cold
(Could this be home)
I am a friend of the water
I know where it goes
And I would follow if I could
But there's nothing left of our homes
(Could this be home)
My city is a candle
Against a blackened sky
My eyes drink its promise as it
Flickers and it dies
And what is this place that I shelter
Where the water meets the pine
It's where my mother met my father
And it gets my every time
Aye mis hijos
My mother cries, my mother cries
Don't drown in the rio
My mother cries, my mother cries
Aye mis hijos
My mother cries, my mother cries
No olvides lo que te dije
There is more hope left for you to find.
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