Today I visited the north wind, that they invited me to follow. And it was for this song, because just playing on my charango and my whistle and because an unknown girl was excited to hear it and turned to where I was. Because I was told Vilca friend of his father and died shortly after this that he did Ricardo. And I inflated my soul and in the north, and in the rock, as in the bondi shelling, as surely memories filled his head with it. Homage why this videito I found out there. With the north wind again!
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