June
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Chiquitita, tell me what's wrong.
You're enchained by your own sorrow.
In your eyes there is no hope for tomorrow.
How i hate to see you like this,
there is no way you can deny it.
I can see that you're oh so sad, so quiet.
Chiquitita, tell me the truth.
I'm a shoulder you can cry on.
Your best friend,
i'm the one you must rely on,
you were always sure of yourself.
Now i see you've broken a feather,
I hope we can patch it up together.
You're enchained by your own sorrow.
In your eyes there is no hope for tomorrow.
How i hate to see you like this,
there is no way you can deny it.
I can see that you're oh so sad, so quiet.
Chiquitita, tell me the truth.
I'm a shoulder you can cry on.
Your best friend,
i'm the one you must rely on,
you were always sure of yourself.
Now i see you've broken a feather,
I hope we can patch it up together.
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