Your friend presented us,
the one that says that he/she guesses futures to come,
I don't know that but to say... you,
sat down of the corridor in a bank
do you already remember my?
Give me the seat, tired of the corner
where I waited for you, where he/she always waited for you,
love I can give you some laugh, and to make a song.
... and a handkerchief of lunar,
I give you time so that you put it to you,
and a promise, girl:
if I find you one day,
I think you to give of an all those
kisses that you deserve.
For the bridge of the hope,
it looked for a corner for the laugh,
thought that it has been worthwhile
to love you, we pass moments
so flamingos and we saw
corner to fall in love.
The street of the thought,
it takes me to that bank,
I don't know if you remember,
give me the seat that has art,
I almost spend for your door every day,
I happen and you decide when to lean out.
... when to lean out.
And until they returned of the rhymes,
you hang of I don't know that,
for sure it was April,
they returned all,
all less one that forgot me.
That the handkerchief is to cry you,
and he/she doesn't have remedy for which composes,
if at some time I find you for my cowardice,
I think you to give of one
all those kisses that you deserved.
For the bridge of the hope
it looked for a corner for the laugh
thinking that it has been worthwhile to love you
we pass moments so flamingos
and we saw corner to fall in love.
The street of the thought
it takes me to that bank I don't know if you remember
give me the seat that has art
I almost spend for your door the whole days
I happen and your you decide when to lean out.
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