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What a short miracle
We haven't seen them for days
In a little while
Why we will look at each other
And if we don't write to each other
If your mother came
And he saw us talking
You told him that you owed him
The short story of my life
And that he was paying you
I'm going to cut a flower
From your most brilliant garden
/>I'm going to cut the best
Shortcut of my life
To be corespondido
To cut the sunflower, the twig was stolen from me
What a thing love is
Shortcut of my life
Even sleep takes away from me
Every time I see her pass by
It seems that I am going with her
It seems that she saw the moon
Short story of my life
With all the stars
I am one of the highest sorrows
Where the sun beats early
I am pretty and I don't deny it
Shorty of my life
And I won't change you color