Can be Blue
Can be Black
Can be Red
Can be Other, the important thing is what they can understand.
They will listen and master the song
Now Say to me, How did you use the ink.
ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh(2x)
All I could handle the paper and pen started while I was being taught by mom while she was doing laundry. clothes in the mail are written over and over again and should be straight, letters like dates on a calendar, read a book sometimes it's a comic book and a newspaper that's how it expands my vocabulary and not invented like a drug Albularyo.
I studied one, two, three grades in elementary school and finished in the sixth grade. But there was no medal hanging around my neck, the one that my father didn't bring with me after he died. People passed by who tried to create words that would match that was called poetry, but someone said to me cris pagnaron ka na, tell me how you used the ink.
Pwedeng Asul
Pwedeng Itim
Pwedeng Red
Pwedeng Iba, the important thing is what they can understand.
They will listen and master the song
Now tell me, How did you use the ink.
ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh(2x)
When you wake up in the morning you take a shower in the bathroom, you go to school,
you ask for money, if you look at it you are no different from everyone else
br/>But in your mind a legend is forming
Of a poet that everyone will always look up to
The songs that only you know the title
That one day will be said, sing it It will be sung
All children like you have a dream. This is slow as if you're on crutches
Your dreams are your weapons
And nothing can stop you, even sometimes it seems
You don't have good ground to walk on
But when the day comes and you are here to tell
me how you used the ink.
Can be Blue
Can be Black
Can be Red
Can be Other, what is importantâ It's what they will understand.
They will listen and master the song
Now tell me, How did you use the ink.
ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh(2x)< br/>

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