It's hard to wait for my compadre, but today it's all right. Thank God, Pastor. To talk about us, if you're going to talk about the past. It was yours, it was love, it was more you lost. You will remember, want to call. Feel on the skin what it is to be a fool. And you will cry, always H. But it will pass, it's a little thing for nothing. You will remember, want to call. Feel on the skin what it is to be a fool. And you will cry, always H. But it will pass, it's a little thing for nothing. It will last only your whole life. It's no use trying to raise your voice. To talk about us, if you're going to talk about the past. It was yours, it was love, it was more you lost. You will remember, want to call. Feel on the skin what it is to be a fool. And you will cry, always H. But it will pass, it's a little thing for nothing. You will remember, want to call. Feel on the skin what it is to be a fool. And you will cry, always H. But it will pass, it's a little thing for nothing. It will last only your whole life.
