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You learned to fly, my life!
Well, you're going to fly! (throw him out, Chente!)
I gave you the good
What I had in my hands
I made you a new world
I gave you my bread
I drank from your rancid
That damn drink
And today crossed arms
You tell me you're leaving
No grudges or anything
Only your kisses
Excuse me, darling
I'm going to keep them
And of those letters
Of love and verses
I swear on my mother!
Arriving at my house
I'm going to burn them
You learned to fly
Well, you are going to fly
But not for my heaven
That with such tenderness
I wanted to give you
You learned to fly
Well, you are going to fly
And hopefully in your heaven
Don't get tired of your flight
Because you are going to cry
Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha
You learned to fly
Well, you are going to fly
But not for my heaven
That with such tenderness
I wanted to give you
You learned to fly
Well, you are going to fly
And hopefully in your heaven
Don't get tired of your flight
Because you are going to cry
You learned to fly
Well, you are going to fly
