"To see you when I wake up
Is a gift I didn't think could be real
To know that you feel the same as I do
Is a three-fold utopian dream Y
ou do something to me that I can't explain"
"Abre todas as portas e que o vento varra a ideia/Que temos de que um fumo perfuma de ócio os salões..."
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