Now I want to tell you
Something about my life
I want that you know
Who is the sad boy
That goes around your house
Every day and every night
And sometimes beside you
Or behind you
Of in front of you
But always near of you
Because my life is
My breathe
And my breathe is your breathe
For this reason
And only for this
Am I near of you
All the day
And all the night.
Now I want to tell you
That in my moments of glory
I always see you near of me.
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