Air, on this beautiful summer afternoon
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Your memory is a gray photo
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That the waves are blurring
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How difficult to draw your features
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Half a day after leaving
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Air, if your eyes were black figs
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If the cloves lemon wedges
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I don't remember the arch of your eyebrows
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I can't even barely speak
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Of something other than your smell
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The mind when the tide goes out
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Out of sheer self-preservation
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Try to cauterize every trace
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That leaves behind the step of love
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The mind when the tide goes out
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Showing the structure of pain
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Activate a defense mechanism
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So that the heart does not drown
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Air, I lack air
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On this beautiful summer afternoon
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I can't describe you
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Your memory is a gray photo
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barely profiled
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That the waves are blurring
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Oh no
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Air, I try to draw
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I almost can't see your features anymore,
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As much as I try
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How difficult it is to recognize
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with everything we love
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That you have hardly left a mark on me
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Air, now when the tide goes out
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And the shipwreck is already total
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What a pity
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No, don't cry for me anymore
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Don't go making me cry.
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Give me, give me your hand try it my girl
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I want to see you laugh.
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Hold me tight come running to me
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I love you I love you I love you and not
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I do nothing but think of you
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I just live and breathe
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For you
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I love you I love you I love you
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Let me tell you again that I love you I love you I love you
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Let me tell you again that I love you I love you I love you
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I love you I love you I love you
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The great opportunity to escape
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From the traffic we are and the noise of the city
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It arrives today, through advertising
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The sky and the sea, in total calm
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The beaches so golden that I start to cry
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Out of emotion, as soon as I have dad's yes
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A pair of miniskirts, tennis swimsuit
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And half a ton, of suntan lotion
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The make-up radio, my sunglasses
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I go with the house you lie down I am a snail
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Dangerous summer, criminal summer
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Boys calling for war in this tropical heat
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Dangerous summer, spectacular luxury
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Pool with orchestra and suite on the seashore
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I'm dangerous
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I'm dangerous
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I'm dangerous
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I'm dangerous
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Summer
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Dangerous summer, criminal summer
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Boys calling for war in this tropical heat
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Dangerous summer, spectacular luxury
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Pool with orchestra and suite on the seashore
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I'm crying in my room
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everything is cloudy around me
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She left with a posh boy
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In a white Ford Fiesta
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And a yellow sweater
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I see them pass through the park
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When they kiss passionately
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I'm going to get revenge on that fagot
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I'm going to fill his neck with itchy, itchy powder
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Suffer sucker, give me back my girl
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Or you will squirm between itchy, itchy powders
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Suffer sucker, give me back my girl
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Or you will squirm between itchy, itchy powders
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Suffer sucker, give me back my girl
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Or you will squirm between itchy, itchy powders
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Suffer sucker, give me back my girl
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Or you will squirm between itchy, itchy powders
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Suffer sucker, give me back my girl
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Or you will squirm between itchy, itchy powders
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Suffer sucker, give me back my girl
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Or you will squirm between itchy, itchy powders
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Alone and sad under the sun
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On the beach I look for love
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there must be a place
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For me
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People come, people go
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With the waters, light, and salt
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In my skin the heat rises more
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Suddenly flash, the girl in the blue bikini
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Suddenly flash, I change the color of the sea
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one and no more
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is she my chance
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I have the ace
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And I can't fail
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It's not possible, it's not true
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My head is going to explode
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I do not know anymore
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If I'm good, or I'm bad
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Suddenly Flash, the girl in the blue bikini
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Suddenly Flash, I change the color of the sea
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one and no more
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is she my chance
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I have the ace
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And I can't fail
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Flash
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The analyzes give alcohol say that she has drunk our driver
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Due to her bad state of hers in the end we have collided
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After so much noise we have left as we could
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The wrecked car I don't understand a thing I'm so stunned
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There have been no serious injuries from this we have come out alive
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And it is that we are always living at night always having drinks
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Traveling by car always accompanying the dawn that sometimes teaches us his
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bad face
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She slept
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In the heat of the masses
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and i woke up
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wanting to dream
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Some time ago
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I thought about writing
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that I never raffled
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the traps of love
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of that love
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of light music
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nothing frees us
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nothing else remains
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I will not send you
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ashes of roses
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I don't even think to avoid
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a secret touch
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of that love
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of light music
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nothing frees us
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nothing else remains
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nothing else remains
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nothing else remains
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nothing else remains
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If it were up to you, you would make me suffer
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Almost without thinking you could lie
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Maybe this is the best thing to suffer from love, hu u
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I'm not doing it for you, I don't want to continue.
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I don't want anything from you anymore
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I can't believe you at all
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Go and find someone who loves you
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Who can hold you in your own way
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For my part he is lost,
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I have left you in oblivion
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I am so tired of you.
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It's better that way.
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It's better that way.
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It's better that way. |