In my dreams you make me fly,
And when i wake i feel the taste
Of your candies and spacial bikes.
So i turn to sleep again.
You are my soldier, soldier.
And i am your lover untill the end.
When the trees became our guides
we create our proper place.
With nights full of surprise
and colourful mistakes.
You are my brother, brother.
And i am your follower untill the end.
Por: Rimini Raskin
Por: Rimini Raskin
é como eu sempre digo...
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AMÉM!
AMÉM, AMÉM!!
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