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I see the rose on the window
A dream... a little dream.
if I could be a boy
I would steal this rose
And I would offer all prose
To first girlfriend
And in this little or nothing
I would say to my love
Oh my love...
I look at the sun getting slow
I dream a dream of adult
My voice in the wind voice
Going in search of your figure
And my verse in pieces
Only wanting your forgiveness
I get lost in your steps
And I find myself in the song
There, my love, I will die
Searching your love
(I'll die searching for your love)
(I'll die a lot of love)
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mdqjcsubmitted on 28 Apr 2015 - 01:49
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