Adios amigo, adios my friend
The road we have travelled has come to an end
When two love the same love, one love has to lose
And it's you who she longs for, it's you she will choose
Adios compadre, what must be must be
Remember to name one muchacho for me I ride to the Rio, where my life I will spend Adios amigo, adios my friend Adios compadre, let us shed no tears
May all your maƱanas bring joy through the years
Away from these memories, my life
I must spend Adios amigo, adios my friend
MY PERSONAL SPACE...IT IS MY WORLD...MY LEARNING...MY THOUGHTS.....WHAT I LEARNED FROM THE NET..SOME NICE ARTICLES FROM OTHERS...I do not write for others..if you want to read..it is fine but this blog is not meant for any discussions...
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