| I don't remember many things
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| But I remember well when, you were the first to hold me in your arms
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| The first to let me take the first step into this thieving world
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| Who stole the parents I had next to him
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| When mom left us and I was crying you told me you are the baby I wanted
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| Even though I knew she would never come back
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| To make myself stronger I held you, I suffered less
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| And if you saw that I was not happy at times
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| You did everything to not make me feel different
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| Although now I have a few more years
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| I'm sorry if I'm not what you wanted me to be
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| You who gave up everything for my smile
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| You who have my same eyes and reflections on your face
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| You are not the woman who brought me into the world all alone
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| But you're the grandmother who made me the boy I am
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| The first look in the morning goes only to you
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| In a low voice I would like to tell you if
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| Would you like to tell me some more fairy tales
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| And to hold me tight when I get home
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| The first look in the morning goes only to you
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| In a low voice I would like to tell you if
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| Would you like to tell me some more fairy tales
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| And to hold me tight when I get home
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| When I was little we used to walk
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| I was holding your hand and knowing that that same hand
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| He kept my dad's when he was my age gives me happiness
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| Makes me feel like I have it here
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| And I'm afraid because it won't last forever
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| The flowers you tear are always the most beautiful ones
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| And every time I was at the limit to endure
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| You always gave me a reason not to give up
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| When I go out and I come to greet you
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| Most of the time I also wanted to hug you
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| But I know you are sensitive and then you cry
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| And at the same time I would like to do it because I know that too much later will be too much
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| late
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| Anything I do will not be for glory
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| It will be to pay you a tribute only in your memory
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| Every defeat, every draw and every victory of mine
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| It will be both a smile that goes down in history
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| The first look in the morning goes only to you
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| In a low voice I would like to tell you if
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| Would you like to tell me some more fairy tales
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| And to hold me tight when I get home
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| The first look in the morning goes only to you
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| In a low voice I would like to tell you if
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| Would you like to tell me some more fairy tales
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| And to hold me tight when I get home
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| No, I'm not ashamed to tell you that you are the end of the world in all that you are
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| I would like to stop time, steal a moment from you and tell you that.
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| The first look in the morning goes only to you
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| In a low voice I would like to tell you if
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| Would you like to tell me some more fairy tales
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| And to hold me tight when I get home
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| The first look in the morning goes only to you
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| In a low voice I would like to tell you if
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| Would you like to tell me some more fairy tales
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| And to hold me tight when I get home
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| When I get home
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| When I get home |