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The first song: 24 del 03 de '18 (Ing)
The silence stopped,
everything i could't not say,
and you felt so important,
because you were,
everything that i loved,
and wanted for me.
But you broke my heart,
and hundreds of pieces,
it was destroyed,
and i did not how make it again,
you just explain that lastely,
you were rightful** with yourselft.
And you don't really know,
what it cost me to forget,
how seemed me the time,
after you,
the dreams to bury,
not to swear again for our love,
because when you reveal it,
I still i love you,
because when you revel it,
I still i hope the best of you.
And you don't really know,
what it cost me to forget,
how seemed me the time,
after you,
mybe it was a baddream,
mybe it was a nightmare,
but you're not here,
and i did not,
what would be,
(of me, of me, of me)
And the time it took me,
to fly away ,
with the fear of not,
learning yo fly, like yestserday,
with the fear of not,
being the same.
<a rel="license" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/4.0/"><img alt="Licencia Creative Commons" style="border-width:0" src="https://i.creativecommons.org/l/by-nc-nd/4.0/88x31.png" /></a><br /><span xmlns:dct="http://purl.org/dc/terms/" href="http://purl.org/dc/dcmitype/MovingImage" property="dct:title" rel="dct:type">The incredible Journey of Pipo & Astutto</span> por <a xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#" href="www.pipoastutto.com" property="cc:attributionName" rel="cc:attributionURL">Pablo Correa & Noé Mendoza</a> se distribuye bajo una <a rel="license" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/4.0/">Licencia Creative Commons Atribución-NoComercial-SinDerivadas 4.0 Internacional</a>.<br />Basada en una obra en <a xmlns:dct="http://purl.org/dc/terms/" href="www.pipoastutto.com" rel="dct:source">www.pipoastutto.com</a>.
The silence stopped,
everything i could't not say,
and you felt so important,
because you were,
everything that i loved,
and wanted for me.
But you broke my heart,
and hundreds of pieces,
it was destroyed,
and i did not how make it again,
you just explain that lastely,
you were rightful** with yourselft.
And you don't really know,
what it cost me to forget,
how seemed me the time,
after you,
the dreams to bury,
not to swear again for our love,
because when you reveal it,
I still i love you,
because when you revel it,
I still i hope the best of you.
And you don't really know,
what it cost me to forget,
how seemed me the time,
after you,
mybe it was a baddream,
mybe it was a nightmare,
but you're not here,
and i did not,
what would be,
(of me, of me, of me)
And the time it took me,
to fly away ,
with the fear of not,
learning yo fly, like yestserday,
with the fear of not,
being the same.
<a rel="license" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/4.0/"><img alt="Licencia Creative Commons" style="border-width:0" src="https://i.creativecommons.org/l/by-nc-nd/4.0/88x31.png" /></a><br /><span xmlns:dct="http://purl.org/dc/terms/" href="http://purl.org/dc/dcmitype/MovingImage" property="dct:title" rel="dct:type">The incredible Journey of Pipo & Astutto</span> por <a xmlns:cc="http://creativecommons.org/ns#" href="www.pipoastutto.com" property="cc:attributionName" rel="cc:attributionURL">Pablo Correa & Noé Mendoza</a> se distribuye bajo una <a rel="license" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/4.0/">Licencia Creative Commons Atribución-NoComercial-SinDerivadas 4.0 Internacional</a>.<br />Basada en una obra en <a xmlns:dct="http://purl.org/dc/terms/" href="www.pipoastutto.com" rel="dct:source">www.pipoastutto.com</a>.
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