A keresés eredménye

Tiriri

If sometime (I) touch your lips again
I hope it be before they know you 'at salt'
If before it they know you 'at salt', I pray
For God that it be sea's salt
 
Instead like it is deslike
That comes cuddle me
And that's what you feel when you cry
 
Tiriri ririri riririri tiririri tiririri
Tiriri ririri riririri
 
If they are tears, I hope they are because of the wind
At the window of a car that I'll guide
And I soft the hurry of the thought
I offer my chest for you rest on
 
I back to open your smile
I put your hair at its place
And then I back to kiss you
 
Tiriri ririri riririri tiririri tiririri
Tiriri ririri riririri
 
I back to open my smile
I put the bangs at its place
And then I back to dream
 
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Tiriri ririri riririri
 
Tiriri ririri riririri tiririri tiririri
Tiriri ririri riririri