If it were not for my bags full of memories
Or that story makes more than a year
There were damages
I would not be
If it were not for my aunts with all the goodies
Or if I was more beloved boy
If not this wrong
I would not be
If the fact is that I'm much of his displeasure
Do not want to be boring
But I'll be honest
I do not know what you have against me
You can try for hours to let me guilty
But go wrong
Since it was the rest of life that made me so
If it were not s
And it was not the pain
And this habit of remembering all done a recorder
If it was not God
Playing the writer
If not for the mickey and Tuesdays and pandas and upstairs of
First house in which I lived and gave the hill to reach the balcony only if
There was hunger and these kids and that dog and Sancho Panza were it not
Koni and Captain Hook