How many times
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I have that weird dream
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we laugh
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and beach.
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Every day more and more
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I love you / you say what you've called me so many times /
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The world of rhythms and flashes.
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The two of us, Rio and paradise.
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Carnival, swirls, masks and flock.
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It's beautiful to live only a carnival.
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A glittering samba where the wind is hot.
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Love swings in your hips.
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It was beautiful
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and I know it's long gone.
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I'm just asking - where are you
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and with whom.
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Every day more and more
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I love you / you say what you've called me so many times /
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And it can't stay still.
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Life goes on in Rio.
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Carnival, swirls, masks and flock.
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It's beautiful to live only a carnival.
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A glittering samba where the wind is hot.
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Love swings in your hips.
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Carnival, swirls, masks and flock.
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It's beautiful to live only a carnival.
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A glittering samba where the wind is hot.
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Love swings in your hips.
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You won't catch the wind
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You won't start the wind
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You won't catch the wind /
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You won't start the wind.
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You won't catch the wind.
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The wind will just blow.
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He'll keep coming.
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Carnival, swirls, masks and flock.
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It's beautiful to live only a carnival.
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A glittering samba where the wind is hot.
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Love swings in your hips.
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Carnival, swirls, masks and flock.
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It's beautiful to live only a carnival.
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A glittering samba where the wind is hot.
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Love swings in your hips. |