cuánto más podría contar hasta mil, durmiendo en un día de lluvia donde se asoma el sol, y contar hasta mil se hace eterno, tanto como amarte..
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I Have A Secret I Want To Tell You Each Time That I Close My Eyes I Can Feel You I Ran Away With My Imagination And I Am Blinded By Your Light That’s Filling Up The Room
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I Have A Secret I Want To Tell You
Each Time That I Close My Eyes I Can Feel You
I Ran Away With My Imagination
And I Am Blinded By Your Light That’s Filling Up The Room
Oh…
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