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To return Home
When he/she believed that it was me lost
everything painted that he/she would never return
now already I return with so much flight
that neither I remember that I lived in those days
That well he/she feels the power to return home
oh that beautiful it is to be in company
as gull that returns now to their nest
always returning from turn to their home
One never saba as much as it is what has
until you see it lost and he/she doesn't know as making him
if I told you as much as it missed you
you would know that without you my life doesn't have control
Although there were days in that the fear flooded me
with your memory great value you injected me
if it was me sad I remembered
of all the love that to my he/she waited for me.