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Lol I got the same thing 😂

Same lol 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

when*

Lmao same

TRUE

so true *shes just a friend no shes just a friend*😂

so true *shes just a friend no shes just a friend*😂

Bro touching 😢

ik

Me too❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

Same 1203 pm but now it's 1227

Same

LOL

BUT WHATS THE SOMGS NAMEEE

Yeah I like the song what's the name 😊

Embarrassing 😳

I would've been sprinting out there faster than Usain Bolt 💀

😂😂ikr soo embarrassing like he'll nah bruh💀

@@Luv4_Kio Same lol 💀

True and I am just being kind ,I love it 😊, 😂

Part 2 is made❤

In my video❤❤❤

I was joking😂

@@Thekpop_cat tf

whats the name of it ? 😢

Bestay it has not even been a day yet

True Bro or Sis I don't know your f*ck name is "Darkendpheonix" no offense

And forgot the @and 167.

Why mad is maid😂

what is the adrian virus?

Amen ,RIP for those with overprotective parents who say " At 9.00am we all go to bed

And I know it's off subject

And today I went to visit her Walking among tombstones And I realized that Life here is very fast Although I've said it before I want to remember it today Like when you remember a story that should not be told But you hear a voice that tells you: "sing it" She demands of you: "please, tell your peers" The reason for who I am, the story that repeats itself in many lives But not everyone can Express with your gift And that is why you must serve as a connection That's what singers are for To touch the heart The story we are talking about goes like this There is a boy in Venezuela who grew up like anyone else Playing on streets and sidewalks without much concern It is easy for children, who play anyway Without thinking that the world outside was created for the lion Laughing you pass the time, playing you forget your hunger Until you understand the difficult situation When you see a child outside playing with his Nintendo Seeing how both of his parents are like on television They don't fight, they hug, they spend time with the child Communication links, love phrases are said There is a kid in Venezuela who little by little understands That life is different and it could be better The boy, who has already grown up, by the whims of fate He traveled many paths, he lives only with resentment He dreams nothing, nor does he trust his friends while asleep. Because he knows that the path was created for the lion And with a shell he goes, goes, goes And all black and white go, go, go In a mirror one day I saw him and he told me with his voice "Boy, how's it like seeing you?" And with a shell he goes, he goes, he goes And all black and white go, go, go In a mirror one day I saw him and he told me with his voice "Boy, how is it to see you?" The boy is a teenager, he lives alone with his father Because his mother has gone, they say, to a better world His father works hard, but while he is away The street, which is hot, serves as a tutor He must grow up early, he knew his brother died And, although they haven't asked him, he caused her serious pain There is a man in Venezuela who little by little understands That life is different and it could be better And now he is another adult, who lives among the souls of his memories See the days as pages of a book without an end that seeks to finish it today Like when you see the end of a story without having read anything But you feel that today it must be finished Your heart tells you that life is suffocating He locks himself in his room To write to feel that it is not here And with a shell he goes, he goes, he goes And all black and white go, go, go In a mirror one day I saw him and he told me with his voice "Boy, how's it like seeing you?" And with a shell he goes, he goes, he goes And all black and white go, go, go In a mirror one day I saw him and he told me with his voice "Boy, how is it to see you?" There is a guy in Venezuela who wants to die peacefully He plans to shoot himself on a bench in an alley Until a blind man told him that life is a sigh It is enough to see her different so that she is better The blind man changed his life, inspired him to write more life Find a way out of every wound and situation A poet in Venezuela sings with his forehead up What reason tells you and what your heart dictates However, lies often provoke anger. Therefore he cannot completely throw away the resentment. There is a guy in Venezuela who, no matter what they say, He is real like anyone who feels resentment and love And today I went to visit her Walking among tombstones And I realized that life here is very fast I must accompany you soon Meanwhile I go To fulfill the mission I have here, yes And with a smile he goes, goes, goes And all with determination go, go, go In a mirror one day I saw him and he told me with his voice "Boy, how's it like seeing you?" And with a smile he goes, goes, goes And all with determination go, go, go In a mirror one day I saw him and he told me with his voice "Boy, how is it to see you?" How is it to see you? How is it to see you? How is it to see you?

@@strawberry_bubbleg0m nose que dice

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@@strawberry_bubbleg0mlo tradusistes

What's the songs name though bro