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Goodbye to you, my trusted friend

We've known each other since we were nine or ten

Together we climbed hills and trees

Learned of love and A B C's

Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees

Goodbye, my friend, it's hard to die

When all the birds are singing in the sky

Now that the spring is in the air

Pretty girls are everywhere

Think of me and I'll be there

We had joy, we had fun

We had seasons in the sun

But the hills that we climbed were just seasons

Out of time

Goodbye Papa, please pray for me

I was the black sheep of the family

You tried to teach me right from wrong

Too much wine and too much song

Wonder how I got along

Goodbye Papa, it's hard to die

When all the birds are singing in the sky

Now that the spring is in the air

Little children everywhere

When you see them I'll be there

We had joy, we had fun

We had seasons in the sun

But the wine and the song like the seasons

Have all gone

We had joy, we had fun

We had seasons in the sun

But the wine and the song like the seasons

Have all gone

Goodbye Michelle, my little one

You gave me love and helped me find the sun

And every time that I was down

You would always come around

And get my feet back on the ground

Goodbye Michelle it's hard to die

When all the birds are singing in the sky

Now that the spring is in the air

With the flowers everywhere

I wish that we could both be there

We had joy, we had fun

We had seasons in the sun

But the stars we could reach

Were just starfish on the beach

We had joy, we had fun

We had seasons in the sun

But the stars we could reach

Were just starfish on the beach

We had joy we had fun

We had seasons in the sun

But the wine and the song like the seasons

Have all gone

All our lives we had fun

We had seasons in the sun

But the hills that we climbed were just seasons

Out of time

We had joy, we had fun

We had seasons in the sun

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Canción Infantil

Jose Luis Perales

Por haberte lavado las manos y desayunar

Por haberte vestido tu solo,

por haber dado un beso a mamá.

Por haber ido hoy al colegio,

por haber compartido tus juegos,

hoy te voy a contar otro cuento

que te gustará.

Y el pequeño sonríe y abre los ojos

y mira en silencio y va poco a poco

buscando sus brazos

y el padre lo besa y empieza su historia.

Y el pequeño pregunta y el padre le cuenta

y el niño lo escucha y el padre se inventa

y el niño se duerme escuchando ese cuento

y el padre comenta,

te quiero.

Por haberte tomado el jarabe que

sabe tan mal.

Por haber ordenado tus cosas

por haber aprendido a rezar.

Por haber regalado a María

ese coche que tanto querías,

hoy te voy a contar otro cuento

que te gustará.

Y el pequeño sonríe y abre los ojos

y mira en silencio y va poco a poco

buscando sus brazos

y el padre lo besa y empieza su historia.

Y el pequeño pregunta y el padre le cuenta

y el niño lo escucha y el padre se inventa

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