while trying to reach
the sharpest stone
drowned in the deepest sea.
I gave my thoughts
to the farthest star,
yet she promised my hopes
would be just what they are...
But maybe you...
you'll learn from time
And then I'm sure
I'll get what is mine.
Yes, already said,
yes, too much's been told.
(We'll be)
turning nights into days,
turning words into faith,
turning facts into love.
Fran Zama
"Toda una historia"
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