What's wrong with you chikillo
They tell me at school and they ask me at my house
and until I was a kid I suddenly knew
I heard the list go by and she was not there,
The one with the blue backpack, the one with the little eyes
I leave great concern and low qualifications
I do not want to go out at recess, I do not have fun with anything
I can not read, not write,
I need your look,
I remember their colors
notebook sheets
says loves of blots
I would like to look at her in her desk
because if she does not come back my room will be very sad
The one with the blue backpack, the one with the little eyes
I leave great concern and low qualifications
At recess I want to go out I have no fun with anything
I can not read, not write,
I need your look.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)