Come to me chasing the remnants of the night. Roma

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1.Come to me chasing the night remains
 Will not disturb the trees shade
 The moon went stealthily under the clouds
 to meet our future day again
 Come to me o light of wondrous song
 like a moth hovering on a lung
 I love you and there are no more wonderful feelings
 a heart moans in every corner.
 
 2.We are as close as the stars on a blue night
 twist the thoughts breeze
 I want to kiss you today
 and I do not regret the warmth between the lines.
 and tirelessly under the beating of hearts
 like a moth in a morning window
 In the hour of dawn will adorn the aspirations
 and the waltz will spin high above.
 
 1.Come to me chasing the night remains
 Will not disturb the trees shade
 The moon went stealthily under the clouds
 to meet our future day again
 Come to me o light of wondrous song
 like a moth hovering on a lung
 I love you and there are no more wonderful feelings
 a heart moans in every corner.
 
 
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 A beautiful, touching romance.
 
 Let the waltz of love spin you around
 And the soul will fill you with negoy....
 
 With best regards. NANOMETER