Another wandering Venezuelan who emigrates

When is the time to leave your skin behind your eyes.

While everyone sees how you tear a piece of your love.

How to express when walking through the chromium additive color interference,

change my homeland by the uncertainty of the unknown brother.

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Look for loneliness where I have never been, nor want to be.

Drama of the Venezuelan who emigrates from his country in search of another,

but the tears are the same anywhere in the world,

the pain of the lost loved one depresses just like everyone else.

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Get to a place that you are foreign and as such will see you,

Where ever you were a tourist, now you are nobody,

refuge in our apprenticeships, work and more work,

cancel any attempt to waver in the face of my loneliness.

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Receive lettuce to give to mine through the network,

while to survive is the constant, in the land of Bolívar.

If you get sick while walking looking for health, they rob you.

If you work fixed, the transport does not solve the transfer,

If you die while you can die, it is a tragedy.

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Realities that become reasons to look for other borders,

with the risk of not returning when you sow roots in another lar,

I will no longer be rooted in my native land because of my fruits reseeding,

so I go around the world another Venezuelan wanderer who emigrates.

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