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I was born in Lima, Peru 1984. Lived there ten years and then moved to Piura- a northern city in Peru. Piura, my second home, was not in tune with art but was a family and friend oriented place. Lot of fun and easyness. When I finished high school at the end of 2000 my parents decide to try some luck in the States. We left for Lima and stayed six months there before coming to Dallas, TX. I couldn't understand Dallas at all. So different, too far away from normalcy. I could only stayed 3 years and went back to Lima in search of my lost identity. 2004 was my best year so far. In Lima I learned, experienced, and understood propably everything that makes me a person. I run out of money so had to come back to Texas and try school here. I've been in Dallas three years after Lima and I'm totally ready to leave as soon as possible. A naive eye in reality with a world that doesn't fit. To ya'll... ..
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Tierra Sur - Hierba Mala / Tierra Sur
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At any cleavage of pavement can I be born. Among the rocks, in the desert, or at a cornfield. My mother is earth, and earth is good. Even though bad weed I've been called by the agricultur. God made me brave, sufficient as well. Two drops of rain in my little seed and just the right sun light. My friends are my shaman, and not the doctor. They know my medicine for the pain. Life nurtured me, and life is always good! Even though you might not believe, to take away the bad is my avocation. God made me brave (bad weed, wrong weed) Sufficient as well.(bad weed, wrong weed) Two drops of rain in my little seed and just the right sun light. (Solo... harmonica) God made me brave, sufficient as well. Two drops of rain in my little seed and just the right sun light. Ay! I'm a problem for society's garden, with your excuse and the creator's permission. He shares everything, and to share is always good! even if to accumulate gives us an illusion of protection. God made me brave (bad weed, wrong weed) Sufficient as well.(bad weed, wrong weed) Two drops of rain in my little seed and just the right sun light. Nobody is overlooking over me, Protection bothers me. I got a value because to stay alive is my tradition. Peace educated me, and peace is always good! Even if violence has an appearance of a solution. God made me brave (bad weed, wrong weed) Sufficient as well.(bad weed, wrong weed) Two drops of rain in my little seed and just the right sun light. (twice) (bad weed, wrong weed)(bad weed, wrong weed) and just the right sun light....................................................... ............................................................ .........................................................Lan d!...South Land!... Land of the sun and blue sky. Land!...South Land!... Land of the sun and blue sky. Dawn (Dawn), Dawn (Dawn), Dawn is South Land. (Three times) Even if people say is not a virtue. I like to be born in the south. Where they provide me with warmth and light The sun, The moon, and the stars in cross form. Dawn (Dawn), Dawn (Dawn), Dawn is South Land. (Two times) When the weed takes the major rhythm, it takes away the breeze and gives away the flower of love. Throws away seeds with the beat of drums, in South Land where she grows better. Dawn (Dawn), Dawn (Dawn), Dawn is South Land. (Two times) Solo Trumpets!! Dawn (Dawn), Dawn (Dawn), Dawn is South Land. (Five times) Land!... South Land!... Land of the sun, and blue sky. Land!... South Land!... Land of the sun, and blue sky.