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Beautiful
India's in the air
Warm candles in the dark
I feel the wind of your breath
Caressing my neck
Crazy, when I look at you
A whore and a virgin
Sometimes you feel like a lie
Sometimes like the truth
Silk's on the bed
From the pleasure we sweat
Far below are the clouds
I feel that we're flying
I enter you deeply
From the fire I freeze
I'm a bit afraid
Cause I fear myself
Beautiful, for me you'll be beautiful
When candles die out
You'll be beautiful for me
When eyes fall asleep
Angels awaken
India's in the air
Warm candles in the dark
I feel the wind of your breath
Caressing my neck
I'd like you to believe
That I'll keep your dreams
That I'll be your soldier
That I'll fall for them
I'll read you slowly
Guard every word
I'm not afraid to recognize
My own misery
Be here for me
Be clean for me
And when we'll be old
You'll be the same for me
Zzzee
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Russia is waging a disgraceful war on Ukraine. Stai con l'Ucraina!
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