Many evenings we sat at the table,
then we poured our glasses into the whirlwinds of life
But always for good,
when the surface scratches hurt deep,
we lifted each other from the bottom of the wave
Just stories, stories but,
just stories
Many laughs were shared around the table,
we spent the following days with stories
But always for the good,
when the surface scratches hurt deep,
each other from the bottom of the wave were raised
Just stories, just stories,
just stories
Many cries were cried at the table,
and every guy found himself in tears
But always to the good,< br/>when the surface scratches hurt deep,
each other was lifted from the bottom of the wave
Just stories, just stories,
just stories
We were told

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