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Wine

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How hard it is to look at your beautiful face
It gathered the whole sun (rays) on itself again
My eyes are charmed, baby
Could one laugh like that for God's sake?
 
The heaven is your lips, kiss me so that I'll die
Its name is love, how would I know..
Could there be that kind of cruelness for God's sake
If you ask my name, I won't tell, I promise
 
Ah my hands are shaking
Ouch I'm getting a fever
It's called missing, it doesn't go when you touch
Ah -fill it, darling- love me so much that
 
My naughty darling
I drink it as wine
Fill it, darling
My heart is skipping, ah, come, I'm kind of sick
 


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