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If the City Was on Fire

My heart is never sleeping;
it knows that you belong to someone else, now.
Your mother is telling people that
you're marrying a man, in May.
But, if deep inside your heart
there is a boy, that's me.
But, who says that? But, why
should I stop thinking of you?
Nobody knows who I am,
but your first kiss was with me.
I get crazy without you,
and I imagine you next to me, every night!
 
If the city was on fire,
to you... to you...
I would run to you!
Even fire I would defeat
to see you again!
If the city was on fire,
I know... I know
that you would be looking for me!
Even after our farewell,
I am still
your love!
 
My heart is never sleeping;
it keeps trying to imagine you next to me.
This city never gets on fire;
there's still a man with you.
But, if deep inside your heart
there is a boy, that's me.
That suburban lawn
saw you so many times with me:
it1 has been for too long without knowing
what has become of my happiness.
I get crazy without you,
and I imagine you next to me, every night!
 
If the city was on fire,
to you... to you...
I would run to you!
Even fire I would defeat
to see you again!
If the city was on fire,
I know... I know
that you would be looking for me!
Even after our farewell,
I am still
your love!
 
  • 1. The lawn.
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