We were one.We were free.We were young.We were wrong.We were fine all along.When you get to where you want to go and you know things you want to know,y you're smiling.When you say what you want to say and know the way you want to play, you'll be so high,you'll be flyinng.Though the sea will be strong.I know we'll be carry on.
[ Extraño hoy , tu cuerpo en mi habitacion ] (8)
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