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
