Michael Buble and his wife did not contain their emotions at the tribute to the star singer in Hollywood

Michael Buble and his wife did not contain their emotions at the tribute to the star singer in Hollywood

Michael Bublé Shares Birthday Tribute for Wife Luisana Lopilato: 'You're Our Hero'

On the day his latest album, Love, was released, Michael Buble was honored with a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.

The singer and his wife, Luisana Lopilato, couldn’t hold back the tears during his speech and when he talked about his family.

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The couple has experienced some very difficult moments together, as their son Noah was diagnosed with liver cancer at the age of three and underwent chemotherapy for three months.

While talking about his wife, Buble was seen wiping away tears, while Luisana did not contain her emotions when the singer talked about their children – Noah (now five years old who continues treatment), Elias (two years old) and Vida (three months old).

 

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“Children have given me a purpose in life and have made these days much sweeter, because I can truly understand how beautiful the good moments are,” said the Canadian.

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Michael Buble and David Foster (Photo: David Livingston/Getty Images/Gulliver)
Michael concluded his speech by saying, “The longer I live, the more I realize that love is not without a price. Love has a great price. The more you love, the more you hurt, the more likely you are for suffering and pain.”
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p class=”gt-block”>Priscilla Presley, David Foster, Leron Gubler and Tom Corson were some of those present at the tribute to the famous Canadian singer.

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