| Waiting.
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| The ship of oblivion has not yet departed.
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| Let us not condemn what has been lived to shipwreck.
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| For our yesterday, for our love, I ask you.
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| Waiting.
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| I still have springs in my hands
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| to fill you with caresses all new
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| that would die in my hands if you left.
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| Wait a little, a little more,
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| to bring you my happiness.
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| Wait a little, a little more.
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| I would die if you leave.
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| Wait a little, a little more,
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| to bring you my happiness.
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| Wait a little, a little more.
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| I would die if you leave.
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| Waiting.
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| I still have joy to give you.
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| I have a thousand nights of love to give you.
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| I give you my life in exchange for staying.
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| Waiting.
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| I wouldn't understand my tomorrow if you left
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| And I even admit that your love lied to me.
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| I would adore you even if you didn't love me.
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| Wait a little, a little more,
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| to bring you my happiness.
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| Wait a little, a little more.
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| I would die if you leave.
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| Wait a little, a little more,
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| to bring you my happiness.
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| Wait a little, a little more.
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| I would die if you leave. |