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Feb 2016
A sweet music plays, then you hold my hand
Take me to dance in the middle of the night
Eye to eye, your hands on my hips
I don't want to take you out of my sight

My teardrops flow, sweetest of all
You press your lips against mine
This is the happiest moment of my life
Tasting your lips as sweet as wine

But why it's turning dark, just like before?
I feel so weak and afraid again
For in this dark room I cannot see
My shadow that comforts me when I'm in pain...
Alone...
Dhaye Margaux
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Dhaye Margaux  Pearl Of The Orient Seas
(Pearl Of The Orient Seas)   
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