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scent of summer ...

Cara Terpsichore,

last night I went to the party of eighteen years of my classmate and are echoed in the room when the first notes heart skipped a beat and kick me straight away I felt an irrepressible desire dancing. One after another have followed all the songs of the summer now passed, always the same songs, and feel resentful, dance up to the extreme and yet always new and fresh, so carefree and jokes. So I went back for a moment indierto time and again I saw those faces, their eyes and their beautiful smiles for too long now so far away ... In my heart I was hoping to relive those emotions with my classmates, but obviously I was wrong because of my insistent questions answered do not know how to dance and remained anchored to the chair, struggling and escaping my hands as if they should bring them to the stake. At that precise moment the notes of a beloved Bach, who forever will associate with three rays of the sun with whom I shared so much magic moments as fleeting rienpivano air. I think there is nothing better than mistakes and learn ... learn together yielding to each other and being transported, there is nothing more beautiful than naivety embarrassment that modest beginning makes you feel a little awkward, which makes you keep a certain distance and makes you blush when a wrong step or as soon as the soft eyes met; but then close your eyes, breathing is stabilized and you hold him, wanting him run his hand along your Shien, bears the ear on his chest warm and your heart will inevitably be suitable for his and so the same music no longer makes sense, do not feel it anymore. I was still trying to drag someone on the track when the waiters who served the next course and the response that it was far preferable to the ball has left me so much disbelief and dismay that I realized the need to throw in the towel ... And even more dreamy I went to sit down.

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Toque d'Keda - Lamento Boliviano

I want to shake
encourage me cry I'm like a rock


words touched me inside is a volcano that suddenly

going to explode I want to be quiet ...

my situation is desolate as
'm sorry, I regret that one day Bolivian
started and will not end
hurt nobody ...

OooH! And I'm here


drunk and crazy and my heart always shine

idiot and I love you

love you forever baby do not
combs in bed that travelers are going to be late ... I want to shake


encourage me cry I'm like a rock

words do not touch me

inside is a volcano will erupt soon
I want to be quiet ...

my situation is desolate as
'm sorry, I regret that one day Bolivian
started and will not end
hurt nobody ...

OooH! And I'm here


drunk and crazy and my heart will always shine

idiot and I will love you forever

love you baby do not
combs in bed that travelers are going to be late Y yo estoy aqui


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borracho y mi corazon y siempre idiot
brillará
y yo te
love you love por siempre nena no te
Peines
en la cama que los van a viajantes if atrasar



I want
shake me make you scream like a rock

are the words do not touch me I

inside a volcano that will explode soon
I want to be quiet ...

my situation is a waste
are like a lament, lamentation Bolivian
that one day began, and that will not end
and no one hurt ...

And I rest here

drunk and crazy and my heart idiot

will always shine and I'll love you
will always love you baby do not you comb
beds
because travelers will slow ...

Oooh! And I'm staying here

drunk and crazy and my heart

idiot will always shine and I'll love you

will always love you baby do not you comb
beds
because travelers will slow ...

And I rest here

drunk and crazy and my heart will always shine

idiot and I will love you
will always love you baby do not you comb
beds
because travelers will slow ...

I hope you enjoyed, Saturnia