I was burning a little like sand, in me the longing
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I am here in paradise, the sea makes all the scenery
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The alcohol in the bottle began to boil
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Tears are flowing on the labels, everyone is getting a tan
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Happy to be home, my heart melts
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I missed you this summer! |
Valu in me stirs
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Memories, I saw myself here as a child
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I was also a teenager and a writer, and at night I became a vampire
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And I knew the clear August sky when it got light at 4 o'clock
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Is there any point in telling you that I didn't see the bed for three days?
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And today is no different, but the equation has changed
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That is, the data of the problem but the feeling has not changed
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A cuba libre to reach the beacons
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Let's have a day without calculations and analysis
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What's it like to dream and then have it happen?
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If you wanted it enough you could get anywhere
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I forgot the crooked words, I don't even feel the malice anymore
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Unfortunately, water washes away, this is not a joke
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I float on my back, I hear the sea crashing
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I leave myself in her hands to take me as far as possible
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Sand, sand
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You dry on my skin, you soothe me
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I no longer have the strength to resist you
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You only wake up memories
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I'm lost, in sand dunes
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What a cool ass you have, mommy, what a presence
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The beach is full of girls, but you have no competition
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Constanţa is paradise in the summer
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And I'm going to move to the beach without a doubt
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Where the sun rises in the morning from the sea
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You can find me chilling with a cuba libre in hand
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Lying on the sand under a straw umbrella
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That today I'm breaking
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I mean, I doubt it
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What the world looks like beyond the concrete
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I have the sea breeze that does not let me have a good time
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It's a wonderful day, I put the sea between the blocks
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I give a dedication from the beach for drugs
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I said that just for fun, don't panic
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This is where people walk, please don't stir me up
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With another question about how much money I make
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Where I walked and what I ate last night
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Today I talk to the sea about some personal things
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And it would be common sense to go for a walk
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With the sun in front, the glasses smoked
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I live to the fullest one day, just like butterflies
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Sand, sand
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You dry on my skin, you soothe me
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I no longer have the strength to resist you
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You only wake up memories
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i'm getting lost
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Sand, sand
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You dry on my skin, you soothe me
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I no longer have the strength to resist you
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You only wake up memories
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I'm getting lost... in sand dunes
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Sand dunes, through sand dunes
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Sand dunes, through sand dunes
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In sand dunes
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In sand dunes |