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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2004-05-03 | [Acest text ar trebui citit în english] | So collorful. So peaceful, and yet.... So full of rage, fury, and anger To rip the sky if possible. For me... My sweet: I'd kiss you as we walk To the moon. You'd shine my face, I'd smile of joy and happiness So smooth. So delicate, your skin... And yet so full of thorns and armor To, so defend the heart i love. For you... So collorful. So peaceful in the night So playful with my hair Shouting a laugh in my ear: 'You know i love you, right?' Ah! The way i love you, Like i love the earth The stars, the Moon But none, Can keep me from defending you.... So close, We break so far.... No matter! Life can be gray, it can be white I still fell you beside my window, Shouting a laugh in the night: 'You know i love you, right?'
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