He told me when he is dancing
Words but not just words
He takes me under my shalder
Grows me in the most beautiful clouds
And the Blake rain in my eyes raining fully
He caries me with him
For the night of flowers
And I am like a child in his hand
Like the steno which the clouds Cary it
Oh oh in his hand
Like the steno which the clouds cary it
He presented me the sun, oh the sun
He presented me the summer
He told me that I am his misaim
He told me that I equled many thousands of stares
And that I am a treasure
And the most beautiful pics that he had ever
seen
Words. Words, words
He told me things which make me sway
They make me forget how to dance and the dancing
Oh words
Words turn up my history
Make me make me
Make me a girl in moments
He built for me a palace from nothing
I don’t live in it for a few moments
Then I go back to my table with no thing with me
But, just words words
translated
laila lili
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