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That which clouds your senses
That speeds your heartbeat
And it stays navel in the heart
That which everyone feels
And he who denies repents
When you hear the chords of a song
What they call love
What they call love
It drives you crazy
What they call love
Has roses, has thorns
What they call love
It's an evil that does not end (I'm in love with you)
It is what I feel for you...
That the soul tickles
When the knees tremble
And wake up your romantic inspiration
That which runs through the veins
Good remedy for the penalties
A mystery for which there is no explanation
What they call love
What they call love
It drives you crazy
What they call love
Has roses, has thorns
What they call love
It's an evil that does not end (I'm in love with you)
(…)
Air from the kisses of the one who walks in love
Music that sounds when the world is off
What they call love
It makes you sick and it heals you
What they call love
Caramel and bitterness
What they call love
It is the purest temptation
And it's what I feel for you ... my life.
In love, excited? How beautiful it is to love that woman.
Mix of roses and thorns
Divine flower
What they call love
In love, excited? How beautiful it is to love that woman.
What a temptation ... what an emotion
For my heart...
That's what you make me feel
Enamored, excited
When your kiss burns me
It is the sweetest condemnation ...
What they call love
In love, excited? How beautiful it is to love that woman.
Well my people ...
This is over
What they call love
