Con nadie. Debe ser horrible partir y que lo último que veas sea la agonía de tus familiares.
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Con nadie. Debe ser horrible partir y que lo último que veas sea la agonía de tus familiares.
If the night turned cold
And the stars looked down
And you hug yourself
On the cold cold ground
You wake the morning
In a stranger’s coat
No-one would you see
You ask yourself, ‘Who’d watch for me?’
My only friend, who could it be?
It’s hard to say it
I hate to say it
But it’s probably me
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