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On the beach at night stands a child with her guitar watching the sky
There are thousands and thousands of stars and one of them is surely mine - The one which shines in the name of love And no one but I will ever be blessed by its touch. Look at her - she’s a dreamer, a wild unicorn looking for its fairy-tale, Today she’s here writing her notes on this sand But tomorrow, who knows.. How she adores opening her wings and letting the wind show her the way, She’s a nomad but always traveling with you in her soul. Sunrise, take me by the hand and if Afrodita will ask Aegir To send his waves and drown us, as she has promised me, Don't be afraid 'cause he wouldn't do it - we look too beautiful together. Now follow my song and then let your breath lay down on my neck, In my arms you’ll find your peace, you’ll be the beat of my heart.
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