Cutugno Toto
Miscellaneous
The mothers
Two big arms and the doll inside me if I was a little scared at night. Deep eyes so I was an open book without saying a single word. She had a thousand good ways to wake me up when I didn't want to go to school and I wondered while she looked at my feet this Angelo Why non want?
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Mothers dream, mothers grow old, mothers love each other, but they love you more.
And so small, I would have faced the world then who would comes closer and whoever touches it and what sweet words like those baked cakes that came from the colina in the mouth. he would tuck me up to my nose in blankets if it rained I was a little scared. I threw myself into her bed with open arms, I would hold each strong thunder.
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Mothers, they dream, mothers, they grow old, mothers, they love each other, but they love you more.
Mothers look at the airplane in the sky and that train on the railway, they talk and dream of their son who is far away in front of a photograph. Mothers cry and wipe their glasses as the years go away. You think when they held your hand it seems like yesterday how melancholy.
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Mothers dream, mothers, they grow old, mothers, they love each other, but they love you more.
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Mothers dream, mothers, they grow old, mothers, they love each other, but they love you more.
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Mothers, they dream, mothers, they grow old, mothers, they love each other, but they love you more.

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