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Thinking at night,
I lay upon the green grass,
And let the cold dew,
collect upon my weary feet.
I look up at the moon,
And let my thoughts wander.
Yet no matter how much it wanders,
It always leads to you.
tu cara bellísima
I gaze upon the stars,
tus ojos de cristal,
I look upon the rain,
tu pelo de oro.
Morning comes,
labios de rubí,
And shows the forest.
tu cuerpo encantado.
The birds sing their melodies,
me recuerda a ti,
While mother and father awake.
eres preciosa mi amor.
I lay upon the green grass,
And let the cold dew,
collect upon my weary feet.
I look up at the moon,
And let my thoughts wander.
Yet no matter how much it wanders,
It always leads to you.
tu cara bellísima
I gaze upon the stars,
tus ojos de cristal,
I look upon the rain,
tu pelo de oro.
Morning comes,
labios de rubí,
And shows the forest.
tu cuerpo encantado.
The birds sing their melodies,
me recuerda a ti,
While mother and father awake.
eres preciosa mi amor.
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