the car went, and the man shouted: "ice" was the money) by 21 (months to the end I thought of my mother and her clothes to see Black was the most beautiful flowers still pales Left school for boys, their books I looked at trying to find the courage to imitate be defeated, I went to play with my mind and their holes Nite and on the phone, I asked: "Why are you talking about?"
What year is it? What a day it? It is time to live with you my hands, as you can see, move more and in my soul, in the depths of my soul skys sweeping and sweeping love more, more love, love to you blue rivers and mountains and prairies Melancholy running when my sweet the universe has its place in me But the courage to live, not always
Gardens to put March in New Colors and young women's new love 're walking next to me and I suddenly said: "You die" If you help me, I'm sure you will get through it But not a word went out to clarify my thoughts I was walkin 'so that you as a player yesterday
What year is it? What a day it? It is time to live with you my hands, as you can see, move more and in my soul, in the depths of my soul skys sweeping and sweeping love more, more love, love to you blue rivers and mountains and prairies Melancholy running when my sweet the universe has its place in me But the courage to live, not always
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the car went, and the man shouted: "ice"
was the money) by 21 (months to the end
I thought of my mother and her clothes to see
Black was the most beautiful flowers still pales
Left school for boys, their books
I looked at trying to find the courage to imitate
be defeated, I went to play with my mind and their holes
Nite and on the phone, I asked: "Why are you talking about?"
What year is it? What a day it?
It is time to live with you
my hands, as you can see, move more
and in my soul, in the depths of my soul
skys sweeping and sweeping love
more, more love, love to you
blue rivers and mountains and prairies
Melancholy running when my sweet
the universe has its place in me
But the courage to live, not always
Gardens to put March in New Colors
and young women's new love
're walking next to me and I suddenly said: "You die"
If you help me, I'm sure you will get through it
But not a word went out to clarify my thoughts
I was walkin 'so that you as a player yesterday
What year is it? What a day it?
It is time to live with you
my hands, as you can see, move more
and in my soul, in the depths of my soul
skys sweeping and sweeping love
more, more love, love to you
blue rivers and mountains and prairies
Melancholy running when my sweet
the universe has its place in me
But the courage to live, not always
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