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I don't care

She loves you.She loves you And oh, how she dreams of tomorrows spent with youShe loves you.
Her heart beats wildly for you she thinks of you while you're away she sees you in your darkness and in the light, she'd stay Oh, how she'd stay
She loves you And how you don't know, I'll never guess she hasn't forgetten that one last kiss
Oh how she watches She sees you while you sleep in her dreams, she embraces you even though you don't keep (her) Oh, how she weeps
Even in the spaces, she remembers the times with you were endless even t


Ea ESTE...Ea ESTEEa ESTE...
Căci Ea este asemenea unui strop de ploaie ce se pierde în asfaltul trotuarului călcat de prea mulţi oameni. Şi picură-ncet Ea poate prea încet, uneori se pierde printre ramurile unui copac dezgolit de frunze şi se lasă să danseze pe un cântec dirijat de vânt Alteori ea cade pe un nor pufos în sens invers din asfalt în cer. Într-un cer prea agitat, vulcanic, pasional. Dar pare prea pufos norul şi pleacă! Şi se instalează comod î
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{Born to be a pink rabbit!}
Fall seven times, stand up eight.
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If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you.
If the mountains should crumble to the sea, there would still be you and me... <3
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De murit toti murim,dar nu la rand ci pe sarite...
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