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Walk along the beach
I love to walk along the beach
With my nice love, hand in hand
And the sky is dark as by storm
The wind blows by strong gusts
Waves foam by rolling on sand
The sea slides up to our shoes
My love snuggles up in my arms
Worried about storm which comes
She curls up, her head on hollow
Of my shoulder, not to see nature
In madness, my presence appeases
Her worry and then I feel stronger
And little rain begins to fall down
Give my vest to my love to protect
Her frail shoulders, my arm crosses
Around her slim waist, to warm her
Suddenly rain becomes very pouring
And we are now soaked to the skin
Run to the hotel to drink a cup of tea
And go back to our bed to warm together
With my nice love, hand in hand
And the sky is dark as by storm
The wind blows by strong gusts
Waves foam by rolling on sand
The sea slides up to our shoes
My love snuggles up in my arms
Worried about storm which comes
She curls up, her head on hollow
Of my shoulder, not to see nature
In madness, my presence appeases
Her worry and then I feel stronger
And little rain begins to fall down
Give my vest to my love to protect
Her frail shoulders, my arm crosses
Around her slim waist, to warm her
Suddenly rain becomes very pouring
And we are now soaked to the skin
Run to the hotel to drink a cup of tea
And go back to our bed to warm together
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