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Jan 22
Your heart is like an ice cream
And it can't bear hot love and peace
So it makes me scream

When I ask you for a kiss
You answer me like this
"No",
despondents me your lips

Your mind is too nervous
And it makes me feel helpless
So I can't be at your service

Your heart is like an ice cream
And it can't bear hot love and peace
So it makes me scream
All Promete
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All Promete  M/Persia
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