The old word destiny
He wanted to surprise his luck
It crossed him in the middle of the road
The smile of death
Beautiful teeth for a smile, he said
But not to see you again
If destiny has it planned
His fate was cast
What there is after a mirage
It is the thirst for the most poison It's strong
Juices that the palate of life
Intoxicates and amuses him
And in the cold of that winter
He had a pending appointment
There ¡ through the Lugano neighborhood
I will never see you again
It will be the attempt to search
What values u200bu200byour life
Search ends in finding
But how to know, if he had what he wanted
Just like starting over
Everything ends suddenly
But don't tell me goodbye
br/>Just tell me goodbye

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