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I’m not flesh made,
I’m just a cascade and I’m falling in your hands, tonight, The above sky whisper me why I really fell in love with you, all right. Tiny, tiny, shiny, shiny, cool enough to keep our love awake and bright, It’s my river drops of fever still sparkle in my dreams with you, tonight. ‘cose I‘m your river, you’re my shiver, I can see it on my skin, tonight, I’m your thunder, you’re my wonder that turns my water into deep, blue sea. And in the morning, I can breath you and I’m opening my wings, wide, wide, wide And I’m flying, in the sunshine, I’m flying in the breeze, for you. (Acesta este textul unui nou cantec...de-al vostru)
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