This story started quite, nice
No one could think that,
Your incredibly bright eyes
Wounded me to the heart.
Now i love you much, but i don`t know why
I dream of your face, think of another life..
Come on, think of me, because i`ll be free.
This dance, this life, this fashion,
Your maners and your voice,
I feel, that it`s atraction
And whenever i was..
Now i love you much, but i don`t know why
I dream of your face, think of another life..
Come on, think of me, because i`ll be free.
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