If it doesn't matter to you
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I tell you that inside of me there is a child
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If it doesn't matter to you
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I warn you that you broke a glass
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If it doesn't matter to you
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I think it's all lack of affection
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If it doesn't matter to you
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you didn't see me pass
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Outside the landscape we stayed one day
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Our river overflowed with words without passion
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With water in the steps we splash the sky
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We sighed a tea when the pain saturated
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If it doesn't matter to you
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I tell you that inside of me there is a child
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If it doesn't matter to you
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I warn you that you broke a glass
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If it doesn't matter to you
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I think it's all lack of affection
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If it doesn't matter to you
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you let me through
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The snake got entangled, old neighborhood tree
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We grope, we rave about the origin of love
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In paradise, the apple is not the beginning
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In paradise the principle is forgiveness
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If it doesn't matter to you
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I tell you that inside of me there is a child
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If it doesn't matter to you
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I warn you that you broke a glass
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If it doesn't matter to you
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I think it's all lack of affection
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If it doesn't matter to you
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you let me through
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If crossing a border is terrifying
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We are no longer the owners of the charm, like yesterday
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There is mud in the soul, let's wash the time
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Let's sigh a tea if the pain fell asleep
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If it doesn't matter to you
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I tell you that inside of me there is a child
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If it doesn't matter to you
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I warn you that you broke a glass
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If it doesn't matter to you
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I think it's all lack of affection
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If it doesn't matter to you
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you didn't see me pass
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If it doesn't matter to you
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you let me through
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If it doesn't matter to you
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The beginning is forgiveness
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If it doesn't matter to you |