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our love

Our love
Who was born inside a dream
A night the country
Partying Saint Antony

Terminate
When you go out of town
and leave me alone
in the face of destiny

Oh, my love, my life
Oh, creature
No longer can I bear
This pain that I torture...

Oh, my love, my life
Oh, creature
No longer can I bear
This pain that I torture...

Every day
When the sun goes down the way
And the moon begins to play
Over the hill

Desolate,
Eyes on the road
Looking in the vastness
If you come back to my heart

Oh, my love, my life
Oh, creature
No longer can I bear
This pain that I torture...


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