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We wake up in the dawn bed
Among sleepy drifts of linen
Remembering what they wanted
But, alas, did not have time yesterday
Giving a tacit consent
Timid, gentle and full of warmth
You wake those desires in me
For which the night is so short
From which the bed is completely crushed
AND...
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Among sleepy drifts of linen
Remembering what they wanted
But, alas, did not have time yesterday
Giving a tacit consent
Timid, gentle and full of warmth
You wake those desires in me
For which the night is so short
From which the bed is completely crushed
AND...
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Sleep running away from a warm hand
Gentle fingers caressing whiskey
And backstage white nights
Anyone who does not sleep, sings the nightingale
Thin fingers fell on his chest
Hair, confused, they want to fly away
And touch my flesh
What would blaze the flames of passion
Tart juice of recent love
Their...
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Gentle fingers caressing whiskey
And backstage white nights
Anyone who does not sleep, sings the nightingale
Thin fingers fell on his chest
Hair, confused, they want to fly away
And touch my flesh
What would blaze the flames of passion
Tart juice of recent love
Their...
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A candle is burning inside you
And the wax drops are hot
Flow down sweet tear
On the lips ... just do not scream
Blouse edge raised to the top
And the bra, strapped from the chest
Opened a fabulous expanse
Where my two hands wander
Pants down to his knees
Opening curly tubercle
Madly paw ...
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And the wax drops are hot
Flow down sweet tear
On the lips ... just do not scream
Blouse edge raised to the top
And the bra, strapped from the chest
Opened a fabulous expanse
Where my two hands wander
Pants down to his knees
Opening curly tubercle
Madly paw ...
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