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Ni el más fuerte, ni el más inteligente. El que sobrevive es el que mejor se adapte.
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All with a compass am I composed,
properly, as befits a round
to sing me more surely.
Look how I am disposed,
companion, I pray you kindly.
All with a compass am I composed,
properly, as befits a round.
Three times my circumference enclosed;
you can chase me with joy,
if in singing you are true to me.
All with a compass am I composed,
properly, as befits a round
to sing me more surely.







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All that
We've done
We've lost
We've won
All that
All that
And more

All the things she said to me
And all the times she prayed for me
And all the holy places we would go

I don't need to fool around
And I don't need to drool around
I'm with you til God says it's time to go

While others may have so much more to say
Each week we walk dans les champs Elysées

All that
We've done
We've lost
We've won
All that
All that
And more

All that
We've seen
We've heard
We've dreamed
All that
All that
And more

All the smells and all the frowns
And all the ups and all the downs
And all the fears that you would soon be gone

You ignore my gaping flaws
And I see you and I'm in awe
And look outside it's barely nearly dawn

I can't believe my luck in meeting you
Hey, help me out I can't find my left shoe

All that
We've done
We've lost
We've won
All that
All that
And more

All that
We've seen
We've heard
We've dreamed
All that
All that
And more

Sun goes up
Would I recall the sun's
gave credence to it all

We wasted a lot of time

Someday we'll do useful things
We'll rise above , be kings and queens
But new cheap chais
will always be our thrones

All that
We've done
We've lost
We've won
All that
All that
And more

All that
We've seen
We've heard
We've dreamed
All that
All that
And more
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Clouds may be moving in
People may be too thin
Traffic may be a crawl
Seasons, there's none at all

Shadows too deep, too long
Sunsets that last too long
Moon in an awkward sky
My, how the time does fly

In Pacific Standard Time
Mine is yours and yours is mine
Pacific Standard Time
Everything is near-divine

Clouds may be moving in
Tourists display chagrin

Breathing our precious air
They come from everywhere
Soon they all realize what we all realize
Our inconsistency is our consistency
Our insincerity is our sincerity

And they're never going back
Once they're here, they're staying here
And they're never going back
Once they're here, they're staying here

In Pacific Standard Time
Mine is yours and yours is mine
In Pacific Standard Time
Everything is near-divine

I tried a foreign place
Turned out to be a waste
People were weird and small
They thought they knew it all

In Pacific Standard Time
We don't know it all at all
In Pacific Standard Time
We don't know it all at all

They've come to realize what we've all realized
They seem a bit surprised
To us it's no surprise

In Pacific Standard Time
Mine is yours and yours is mine
In Pacific Standard Time
Everything is near-divine

And they're never going back
Once they're here, they're staying here
And they're never going back
Once they're here, they're staying here

In Pacific Standard Time
Mine is yours and yours is mine
In Pacific Standard Time
Mine is yours and yours is mine
Pacific in appearence at least






Ni el más fuerte, ni el más inteligente. El que sobrevive es el que mejor se adapte.
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