Some people got mad at me I threw flowers at them, That's how they taught me, it's good My parents and grandparents! Since childhood, on the path of the heart, When I was thirsty for love, I sowed one flower at a time, Until I collected thousands of bouquets! With the soul, a field of flowers, Filled with sweet happiness, I bumped into people sometimes, With a flower...of love! But some did not understand, And being full of malice, As thanks, they chose, Throw back...with thorns! Even if they wanted to hurt me, I told them that, it is certain, They have no power to err, How much I can to forgive!
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