Sun rays when the sun, she was in any at any station waiting for a fatality or a call from heaven. Feel dizzy
low pressure, at least I is that bit of humor , for what? If you spend looking for and losing certainties. Only when you leave, only when it is not in love. It is good for
get into his maze, carroucel, he does well ... Nothing is here, no better or worse, only their eyes change color , an hour of the day was tinged with an amber violet. Nobody knows and nobody saw , now has a big horn on the heart and escapes of all men who want to tenerla. Solo cuando se va, solo cuando no esta en esto , amor. Le hace bien meterse en su laberinro, carroucel, le hace bien... (Ambar Violeta, 1987)
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