[COLOR=red]Париж, Париж.... I think i'm in ¦()\/Е[/COLOR]
Потрясающе! Трогательно! Мило! Красиво! Завораживающе!
"пьяняющий коктейль, богатый ингредиентами на любой вкус"
В душе такое ощущение счастья и радости, что хочется обнять весь мир.
:heart: :heart: :heart:
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Sunday morning rain is falling
Steal some covers share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
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That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on sunday morning
And I never want to leave
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Moving on down the street
I see people I won't ever meet
Think of her, take a breath
Feel the beat in the rhythm of my steps
And sometimes it's a sad song
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But I cannot forget
Refuse to regret
So glad I met you
Take my breath away
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The rhythm of her conversation
The perfection of her creation
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You build me up
You knock me down
Provoke a smile
And make me frown
You are the queen of runaround
You know it's true
You chew me up
And spit me out
Enjoy the taste
I leave in your mouth
You look at me
I look at you
Neither of us know what to do
There may not
Be another way to your heart
So I guess I'd better find a new way in
I shiver when I hear your name
Think about you but it's not the same
I won't be satisfied I'm under your skin
Immobilized by the thought of you
Paralyzed by the sight of you
Hypnotized by the words you say
Not true but I believe anyway
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Driving fast now
Don't think I know how to go slow
Where you at now
I feel around
There you are [/COLOR]