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amé a mujer
ahora mientras que están viviendo mis labios
ˇbajo!' tis a la noche de la gala
sobre-habi'a preparado el acontecimiento
cuando el velo de los ojos se levanta
ella debe ir detrás, ella dijo
en la obscuridad y la paz de mi cama final
me preguntan donde he estado
vea, de esta falsificación de él
el aire es lleno de amanecer y de resorte
tráigame la canción suave
simplemente hablando
disparando para arriba, cayendo abajo
estoy muriendo

 



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