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报告翻译问题
Daddy, why did you eat my fries?
I bought them and they were mine
But you ate them, yeah, you ate my fries
And I cried, but you didn't see me cry
Daddy, do you even love me?
Well I wish you'd show it
Cause I wouldn't know it
What kind of dad eats his daughter's fries
And doesn't even look her in the eyes?
Daddy, there were tears there
If you saw them would you even care?
*sad buh duh noises
Se supone que debe remplazar al Hacha, porque bueno... ES UN HACHA!
Pero si lo haces remplazar a la guitarra electrica pues... no, pierde su encanto.
and so do I.