There was a time I used to look into my father's eyes. In a happy home I was a king, I had a golden throne. Those days are gone, Now the memory's on the wall. I hear the songs From the places where I was born. Upon the hill across the blue lake, That's where I had my first heartbreak. I still remember how it all changed. My father said, "Don't you worry, don't you worry, child. See heaven's got a plan for you. Don't you worry, don't you worry now." Yeah!
jueves, 18 de abril de 2013
Goodbye my flat..
I have already talked with my friends and my time in this town is coming to its ending, the first days of May I will go out. Around two years and good remembers!!)) Enjoying last days on this town!! in some days I will need to talk with my boss too... I do not know how !! or what I will say.. Well of course I know but pfff...
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