I am a fragile business.
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I am a delicate matter.
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I believe in the soul and above.
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There are secret tears
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There are distant stars
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There I will hear your voice.
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There, however, the height is empty, and love needs air.
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If it were a dream, we would live in the stars.
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Chorus:
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For me, heaven is your palms.
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The line of the heart flies straight towards the sun.
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In this hot fire, separation is drowning.
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There I am next to you...
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For me, heaven is your palms.
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Let me dress in flames in the cold night.
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The dark pain will no longer touch the soul.
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Brighter, brighter than the sun, our love ...
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You are perfect.
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You are not anxious.
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You are dreams come true.
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Dare the unreal, believe in the impossible.
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Let me lift my wings.
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There, however, the height is empty, and love needs air.
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If it were a dream, we would live in the stars.
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Chorus:
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For me, heaven is your palms.
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The line of the heart flies straight towards the sun.
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In this hot fire, separation is drowning.
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There I am next to you...
|
For me, heaven is your palms.
|
Let me dress in flames in the cold night.
|
The dark pain will no longer touch the soul.
|
Brighter, brighter than the sun, our love ...
|
For me, heaven is your palms.
|
The line of the heart flies straight towards the sun.
|
In this hot fire, separation is drowning.
|
There I am next to you...
|
For me, heaven is your palms.
|
Let me dress in flames in the cold night.
|
The dark pain will no longer touch the soul.
|
Brighter, brighter than the sun, our love ...
|
For me, heaven is your palms.
|
The line of the heart flies straight towards the sun.
|
In this hot fire, separation is drowning.
|
There I am next to you...
|
For me, heaven is your palms.
|
Let me dress in flames in the cold night.
|
The dark pain will no longer touch the soul.
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Brighter, brighter than the sun, our love ... |