My son, I will give you my blessing
I wish you good luck and may God bless you
here you have my savings do not forget us
walk please take
A photo where they were in family
the little ones cried to him they asked him to stay
but I did not want more ruin or live on the tips
that the government left him
and he left and he left
And I grab path for the United States
as men hold on, it has a lump in the throat
he did not want to look back he heads to the city
a guy was waiting for him who was going to cross
It's time to take that desert
you have to walk 3 days many have been dead
but everything is in the mind beware of snakes
because here the story ends
and he left and he left
And it went away with the American dream
they say that I find it the migra almost to the month already destroyed
and they assure that he was the one who died of thirst
in their hands they found the picture I told them
and he left and he left.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)