Sometimes it dreams with your happiness, my melody.Sometimes I dream about the air which we fall, [asleep]what was it that I was going to tell you?Sometimes it dreams with your happiness, my melodyin those nights where I write only pretextswhat I want to tell you, my loveis that I've been so happy with you.Perhaps because this nightwon't be what we said it wouldan unforgettable night? Not because
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