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mi madre me enseñó que cada noche
déjeme ser triste
por la orilla, por el mar
el viejo oeste, el viejo tiempo
éste es el arsenal
amigo, que sonrisa ha venido ser
brilla la edad pasada, el siguiente con esperanza se ve
ido antes de nosotros

 



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