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I WOULD DREAM ABOUT HER
Dream of her lips, of her soft and pure voice
Of a memory forever embraced, of this night, right by your side !
I deam, but still I complain, my heart indifferent to the like that awaits me tomorrow.
I am knelt down in front of the ocean.
I was ready to share the world with you
But you are no longer here
I dream of winning
Even far way, your soul is near me
Inside my dreams.
I shall sing,
Yes, I shall sing the song to the O I M E
I feel so bad that I cry,
I'll pray heaven till I die.
Maybe on top of a summit, I shall be in front of you
And the nightmare will come to an and.
My beloved, if you die, I'll die with you.
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