| What happens to you is that you forget the most important
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| That whenever you needed me I was there
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| And don't give me the tall tale that I don't understand
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| One little thing is that you don't love me anymore, and another is this torment
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| And the truth is that I've had a bad time, I shed my tears in the sea
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| But today my heart opened, and I took the backpack of pain off my back
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| (Chorus)
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| And I go, strolling I go, willing to be happy
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| Listen to me my girl, this little boy no longer cries for you
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| I recover again, the desire to live
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| I will look for my life, this little boy no longer cries for you
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| What happens to you is that you forget the most important
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| And you insist on taking a train that goes nowhere
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| The heart gets tired of yelling at you but you are deaf
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| You not only forgot the affection, but also the person
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| And the truth is that I've had a bad time, I shed my tears in the sea
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| But today my heart opened, and I took the backpack of pain off my back
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| (Chorus)
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| And I go, strolling I go, willing to be happy
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| Listen to me my girl, this little boy no longer cries for you
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| I recover again, the desire to live
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| I will look for my life, this little boy no longer cries for you
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| And the truth is that I've had a bad time, I shed my tears in the sea
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| But today my heart opened, and I took the backpack of pain off my back
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| (Chorus)
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| And I go, strolling I go, willing to be happy
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| Listen to me my girl, this little boy no longer cries for you
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| I recover again, the desire to live
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| I will look for my life, this little boy no longer cries for you |