let's go have some fun
under the golden sun
beaches and sand
of this hidden islandjust looking at you
makes my life complete
with every smile you gave
hope is swelling ini couldn't believe
you are still with me
and have loved you 'til then
since 1910you made this immortality
a new beginning for me
me who is still alive and breathing
and i think my heart again started beating
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Parfume: Smells of Pleasure
PoésieHer moans of pleasure is like the sweet voice of the nightingale.