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 It's too late. I can't change the time
  When winter came I looked on the horizon And you didn't come Don't say anything else You didn't answer my calls Turning off the cell phone That way, I still waited for you Looking at the green road With the raindrops falling on her face I thought only once. If the birds are migrating with the cold I have to design before the night I can not wait beyond the boundary of the day Where the nights are longer And the path of hope, has just one look In the certainty that the time does not stop And the minutes are all like a drop of gold The loser does not recover more Who wins is who crosses these limits Enjoying new stations with pleasure. Now, I'm reading your message And respond with my chivalry It turns out that I can't now. I can't Winter has arrived with the cold Right now, I can warm my heart Taking a good wine Outcrops with more love In the warmth of bed Wrapped in fluffy comforters Feeling the sweet warmth of my soul mate. Believe. You have not lost me, baby Just arrived too late And you know that on cold station I'm never alone, no In the winter season my blood boils It is in winter that we are born again Embraced in the composition of the great love While the rain beats down on the roof I live this unforgettable moment In the certainty that the time does not stop And the minutes are all like a drop of gold. Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pAyKJAtDNCw&hd=1 ERASMO SHALLKYTTON
Enviado por ERASMO SHALLKYTTON em 19/02/2014
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