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You will not have to suffer if you hear my fifteen years of singing
And be absent from the things that my adolescence went to dream of
It was a whim that unintentionally was already preparing this love
That's why I tell it to you and sing it to you in a low voice.
That's why I tell it to you and sing it to you in a low voice.
And my hands on your waist
But look at me sweetly
because you will have the adventure
If you are my best song
In girls that I met, I already looked for something of yours
And when I finally found you, in your kiss I could already understand
That you were the fable that illuminated my dreams
But this love is a pity that, being beautiful, it has an end.
But this love is a pity that, being beautiful, it has an end.
And my hands on your waist
But look at me sweetly
because you will have the adventure
If you are my best song
And my hands on your waist
But look at me sweetly
because you will have the adventure
If you are my best song
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