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Promises at the desks
forever friends, what an irony
Months have passed away and I am afraid
I don't see you, we don't talk
That's the way it happens
life like a cray
everything it writes easily
you have to pass the heart's exams
all by yourself
That's the way it happens...

Little friends, wherever you are
sometimes remember every nice thing
we passed together
My little friend I'm telling you,
I wish the best
good luck at life
(na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na...)

Promises with substance
Now without matter
Each one different path
There's only one left at the company
Tha't the way it happens...
Now this that connects us
Keeps us, makes us stronger
Are only the memories,
that you can't rub out
That's the way it happens...

Little friends, wherever you are
sometimes remember every nice thing
we passed together
My little friend I'm telling you,
I wish the best
good luck at life
(na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na...)

Little friends, wherever you are
sometimes remember every nice thing
we passed together
My little friend I'm telling you,
I wish the best
good luck at life
(na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na...)

Little friends, wherever you are
sometimes remember every nice thing
we passed together
My little friend I'm telling you,
I wish the best
good luck at life
(na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na...)