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Contenido sordo mutante que transitas las aceras
Desde la voz de un ciego mendicante
Las promesas se hacen espuma
Mientras las olas siguen expectantes su constante ir y venir
I hear babies crying, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more, than I'll never know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world
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