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A tough buy
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A tough buy
Somewhere in the recesses of the soul your shadow echoes,
something that shouldn't have sounded sounded like a bell.
When he comes and says it's him.
With love the world wakes up
you still see her beautiful, yellow-red, like the dawn.
You caress her hands with love,
the sun draws vermilion on her face.
Don't say you don't want to.
In the rhythm of the city, you were easily touched, unintentionally.
and you don't know if it's a dream or another day.
She whispered quietly in your ear, I'm having a hard time shopping.
With love the world wakes up
you still see her beautiful, yellow-red, like the dawn.
You caress her hands with love,
the sun draws vermilion on her face.
Don't say you don't want to.
A tough buy
Somewhere in the recesses of the soul your shadow echoes,
something that shouldn't have sounded sounded like a bell.
When he comes and says it's him.
With love the world wakes up
you still see her beautiful, yellow-red, like the dawn.
You caress her hands with love,
the sun draws vermilion on her face.
Don't say you don't want to.
In the rhythm of the city, you were easily touched, unintentionally.
and you don't know if it's a dream or another day.
She whispered quietly in your ear, I'm having a hard time shopping.
With love the world wakes up
you still see her beautiful, yellow-red, like the dawn.
You caress her hands with love,
the sun draws vermilion on her face.
Don't say you don't want to.
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