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Bắt đầu làm bài nào

In one day of about that I am in the habit of

" it(he,she) is going to be the least well-considered
day ",
we crossed, you have decided to look,
at the blue ojitos now go to your side

From the in which I knew you
summarizing hurries time of silence
you I swear that I returned to say to nobody
that we have the record of the world in to ourselves.

Because of it it(he,she) was hoping with the sweet
steeped
to which you coming with roses, with(in spite of)
roses
for me,
because you know that I am charmed with these

that it(he,she) does not if it(he) is very silly,
I am that.
And still(yet) it looks to me a lie that escapes
my
imagining that you to pass hereabouts,
where every every evening, like always,
the hope " still, today probably yes... "

Escaping a night of a of the Sun
you asked me that it(he,she) should to you a kiss.
With reduction that go out my love,
finds it hard to keep silent about me to you with one of
this.

Six months happened(passed) and you good-bye to me,
a to coincide with this life.
I remained, in a hand the heart,
and in other one excuse neither that nor you dealing.

Because of it it(he,she) was hoping the sweet little face steeped
to which you coming with roses, with(in spite of)
thousand
for me,
because already you know that I am charmed with these
that it(he,she) does not if it(he) is very silly, I am like that.
And still(yet) it looks to me a lie that escapes my life
that you turn to pass hereabouts,
where every Friday evening, like always,
the hope says " still, probably yes... "

And it(he,she) is that I thinking
that the real love is only the one.
And it(he,she) is that I suspecting
the others are only to forget...

Because of it it(he,she) was hoping with the sweet
steeped
to which you coming with roses, with(in spite of)
roses
for me,
because already you know that I am charmed these things
that it(he,she) does not import if it(he) is silly,
I am that.
And still(yet) it like to me a lie that escapes my life
imagining you turn to pass hereabouts,
every Friday every evening, like always,
the hope " still, today probably yes... "