'I passed by so many pain
I cried alone hours and hours
But when I knew I was pregnant
All in my eyes were flowers and flowers
I got it when I was hurting
But a rape can't take the pleasure of being mother
And when I was leading you two
I made a secret that always would be our'
This is the legend of the most beautiful drops
The two pearls of the mystic Angel
But same precious as they are
All their lives were a upheaval
Rich, important
They fell in love one for each other
And after the dead of their mother
They kept in love in secret
Just living the same regret
As their mother, they were soft
As their mother, they were in love
As their mother, they died trying
And in their picture, we see them crying
The beautiful love twins...
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