Some who are born, others will die
Some who laugh, others cry
Water without cauca, river without sea
Sorrows and glory
There is always someone to live for
Why fight
There is always someone to suffer for
And someone to love
In the end the works remain
People leave
Others who come will continue them
Life remains the same
Few friends who are real
How many praise you if you are succeeding
And if you fail you will understand well
The good ones remain, the rest leave
There is always a reason to live

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