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8 de julho de 2012

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  1. adoro a letra...

    I can't ignore this game, my dear
    all your isinuations break me
    I have a faint, slight idea
    of what is like your favourite nation.
    Hit me with one more kiss
    you won't find a better miss
    or just keep wondering in your palace
    you could as well take me for a flash dance.
    Every single night I'll sleep in silent sights
    not to disturb your dreaming.
    No more insinuations or fake idilic nations
    will set me far from where you are.
    Each single, warming night.
    Oh, each single, warming night.

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