You do not get into your social class
So she will not stop loving you
And it is they who may accept
And to see your mother suffers
By things people
And there is already a suitor
Luxury cars and its people
And good name of social status
And the humble cries that she suffers much
On the adores
Never obliges who has to love
Love born derrepente
And where love is love with the truth
A pure love and not apparent
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Sad sad razismo of the poor and the rich when love
And that separates love
Be aware but sincerely find
Felicidaddd ......
Love born derrepente
Never undertakes who has to love
I wanted to bridge that distance this fatal abyss
It is social status
When love falls in love with the truth
Because love touches your door and we realize that the
heart fell in love ....
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Love born derrepente
Never were forced to whom we should love
If true it is nonetheless yours
Continues to be yours
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Not oblige
Not oblige
I do not understand the reasons that today separates our amorr
Not oblige
Not oblige
No social position away with my illusion.