Rosary was always close...

Close, Rosary always was close your life always was close and this is truth life, your life was a beautiful life your life transformed mine and this is truth and the life as it comes goes there is no tea if there is no captain as much, we left by the streets as much we drank in the holy bars of the truth and something, says to me that we lost something we lost and we gained something something in truth and the life as it comes goes there is no tea if nothing is no captain leaves us but in solitude that the joy if one goes away to fly, to fly, to fly, to fly, to fly as it is Alberto to fly to further on… throws, the rope of your neck throws the rope of my neck throws and this is truth and they were the times of the spring you left your smile in her and this is truth and the life as it comes goes there is no tea if there is no captain