upon a night Comú n, was in a bar table was January in that place and she looked at me one way: seawater. It was smoking and laughing , was to wait, was out looking was not a look everyone: it was love. I walk by the sea , I walk by the sea bottom.
A drop can have all the secrets of the sea , all I can tell, everything that came after was imagine. I walk by the sea, I'm walking the bottom of the sea .. . (Age of Love, 1994)
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