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🦋METAMORPHOSIS – OFFICIAL Author & Producer: Metamorphosis Official © All rights reserved 🎶 Lyrics and music created exclusively for the Metamorphosis projects. 100% original content, protected by copyright. 🎨 IMPORTANT NOTICE (DISCLAIMER) The images and animations used in this video do NOT represent real people. They were generated using artificial intelligence (AI) as an artistic and visual resource. 🚫 No recycled material or third-party content has been used. 🎵 Musical genres: Ballad · Pop · Mexican Regional · Huapango · Ranchera · Norteño · Cumbia · Bolero · Mariachi · and others. Tango · Flamenco · Andean Music · Caribbean Music · World Music · and others. 🌍 Songs are released in Spanish, as well as English, French, Italian, Portuguese and German, depending on the work. ✨ Thank you for being part of this transformation of the soul. #Metamorphosis #OriginalMusic #LatinMusic #WorldMusic #IndependentMusic #AIArt Lyrics: On the table I keep your letters still, faded ink that time can't kill. Every word brings back the pain, a piece of who I used to be remains. Your promises were only paper, just echoes of what never came later. I read them alone and start to cry, as if time itself could reply. Your letters still taste like you, they're my sentence, my scar too. Even if they slowly break me apart, I'Il keep them — I found you in their heart. And when the fire tries to make them burn, my heart will never let it turn. On the table I keep your letters still, faded ink that time can't kill. Every word brings back the pain, a piece of who I used to be remains. Your promises were only paper, just echoes of what never came later. I read them alone and start to cry, as if time itself could reply. Your letters still taste like you, they're my sentence, my scar too. Even if they slowly break me apart, I'Il keep them — I found you in their heart. And when the fire tries to make them burn, my heart will never let it turn. Your promises were only paper, just echoes of what never came later. I read them alone and start to cry, as if time itself could reply. Your letters still taste like you, they're my sentence, my scar too. Even if they slowly break me apart, I'Il keep them — I found you in their heart.