quinta-feira, 27 de março de 2008

to my beatiful dark eyes (the nights has gone)

Yours dark eyes
is more important to me
than the sun lights
and the end of the water of the sea.

Your smile is so all,
and your voice when is for me
is almost when i fall
That's hurt me, but i can't see

I was like a dog
that lives in the dirty streets
but you found me when
i more needed you

In the sea, in the sunshine
The nights has gone
Because you looked in my eyes.
Now you are my only one

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