On the rooftop of truth
Like a goddess combs her hair
And I watch her attentively
Making sure that nothing bothers her
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That the smile on her mouth lasts there
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She has loved me always, always
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In a pure and superhuman way
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To guess what is happening to me
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She loves me the same winning as losing
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She holds the world record in forgiving
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She usually sews wings onto my dreams
She loves me as I am, in freedom
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Loving me hard with everything that her attentive heart can give
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Like I were still a child, filling my life with love
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She loves me the same if I have a rebellious day
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Or if I have a soft heart
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I have never felt so safe
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As inside an embrace of my mother
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Loving me hard with everything that her attentive heart can give
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Like I were still a child, filling my life with love
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And I wear the smile drawn on my face
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That you painted it on me one morning
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I have shoes that walk straight
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You put laces of thread of respect on them
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I carry the backpack full of hopes
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I take them out one by one in the form of songs
And I have a thousand stories, mother
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Loving me hard with everything that her attentive heart can give
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Like I were still a child, filling my life with love
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Loving me hard with everything that her attentive heart can give
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Like I were still a child, filling my life with love