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mamá contigo | Crianza consciente | Tatylondo

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Posted On: March 13th 2024, 10:31 pm
La música es un lenguaje universal que nos conecta 🎼 Aquí te presentamos una selección de 10 canciones que capturan la dulzura y la alegría de ese amor incondicional e infinito que sientes por tu bebé 🥰 Se las puedes dedicar dentro o fuera del vientre 💞

1. Me gané la lotería - SIAM
2. Yo te esperaba - Alejandra Guzmán
3. Sabrás - Herencia de Timbiquí
4. El privilegio de amar - Mijares
5. Mi verdad - Shakira
6. Para tu amor - Juanes
7. Corazón multicolor - Luis Fonsi
8. Para aprenderte - Alex Ubago
9. Te regalo - Carla Morrison
10. Mi pequeño tesoro - Asuntos implicados

Cuéntanos en comentarios cuál sumarías a esta lista y si quieres que hagamos una segunda parte 😍

#mamácontigo #embarazo #cancionesparadedicar
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elizabet.carmonav 3 years ago

elizabet.carmonav

Te esperaba (Carlos Rivera ) El viaje (conchita )

_ivonnecasher 3 years ago

_ivonnecasher

Es por ti - Juanes

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