Mới nhớ ra chị có bài này liên quan đến Cha nè. La casa de mi padre - The house of my father. At my fathers home Love is not any game. dreams somehow fade All is lost if we are one We are two or we are none A house is not made with sand and brick It is made by blood and my sweat, The wonderful Earth is like our mother And on her it lays The house of my father, the house of my father. A house is not made with sand and brick It is made by blood and my sweat, The wonderful Earth is like our mother And on her it lays The house of my father The house of my father, Home of my father The house of my father.
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