A lucky man
Knows what he has
He doesn’t guess about the future
He knows it’s out of his hands
He lets disturbances pass
He seeks peace
He lets love in
He does what he wants
And tells others to do the same
Because he cares about them
He knows the value of his attention
And gives it wisely
He believes in himself
Because he knows himself
Maybe he is lucky
Or maybe he is just good
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Memoria de un Sueño No puedo creer que solo eres un recuerdo Como un sueño bonito Que no mas existe Solo eres una memoria No más mi amor Ni mi vida Ni mi familia Ni nada La herida no ha cerrado Mi corazón sigue lesionado Una cortada tan honda Que...
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