domingo, 4 de abril de 2010

almohadas doradas

Golden slumbers fill your eyes
Smiles awake you when you rise
Sleep pretty darling do not cry
And I will sing a lullabye

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I never give you my pillow
I only send you my invitation
And in the middle of the celebrations
I break down

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And in the end
The love you take
Is equal to the love you make.



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