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And shout, shout when you miss someone,
Slowly you let me go and I die.
To start all over again like a child, to hope.
And shout, shout only at the sky
To raise up, to hope
But I’ll leave to search the path I once was on.

The end of the month seems like a nightmare when the bills come,
The money in the pockets of your folks disappear,
The same broken record can be heard at home again:
“Well, where should we get the money, where should we get the money?”
You tell her: “Mother, don’t be so upset,”
“Father, come on, let us be again the family
Who on Sunday would sit together at the table
And from almost nothing grandma would make the tastiest meal”
“Come on, mother, don’t cry, we’ll manage,
Father, please don’t drink everything we’ve got at home”
Even if we don’t have money for the utilities
You can’t buy another family with meal tickets.

And shout, shout when you miss someone,
Slowly you let me go and I die.
To start all over again like a child, to hope.
And shout, shout only at the sky
To raise up, to hope
But I’ll leave to search the path I once was on.

Your father keeps on yelling, you know it, he keeps talking,
He says his home is not a hotel and maybe he’d slap you.
You slam the door to his face, you fake a smile,
It seems like you lie to each other,
You say to him: “Cut it out, father, you terrorized me,
You don’t have to say it ten times, I got it, s**t!
Your mother has got a strange look, you are too distracted,
She always asks you if you’re drunk, if you had smoked,
But it’s been a long time since you smoked,
What drugs, manele*, even tobacco is expensive,
I’ve got red eyes because I’m tired,
How can you make money, you try it hard every night.

And shout, shout when you miss someone,
Slowly you let me go and I die.
To start all over again like a child, to hope.
And shout, shout only at the sky
To raise up, to hope
But I’ll leave to search the path I once was on.

– PUYA ft INNA

*manele: style of music

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(In English)

The concept of friendship is something that we think that know very well but it isn´t. Most people have as friends  fake people and they do not realize that, then do not be surprised that your “friends” leave you at your worst . Friends, true friends are as thick as thieves , but not necessarily because they are together all the time , because they know themselves very well , just look already said everything. True friends don´t have to know lifetime . It can be a person who was once your enemy , one that you just met just now , anyone can prove to be a true friend. I think I have found a true friend. We have many things in common , she looks into my eyes and  doesn´t see a blue iris , she looks into my soul, and she doesn´t think I´m crazy and I hope all the years after my death until I go through life together with her.

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