You are far from me in the stiffness of the walls, you are the life mission of dreamers, who seek lost goods. The rain bathed our bodies in a brilliant career, we are still children in the soul who do not know for fear. We have forgotten dreams, now we see a different reality through the prism of dictatorship.
Fruits grown on the gourds of oblivion, our obstacles bring honor to the water with the embrace of the sandstorm. The fog covered the consciousness with passionate colors of illusion, we count paper called money while we buy happiness -
Connections become hot on the other side of the border.The pyramid dries the miles off the coast, we are energy in the movement of love adventure. We lie to friends from the mirror, we are the truth that has no power to prove the irrational category of chemical failure. The most beautiful kiss comes in the wind of your thoughts, you are really in my visions.
We love a romantic society in magical songs with a quiet fiery shadow, you are a great child who creates new worlds for giants. The depth of our feelings connects the continents that have become one planet of dreams. Pull the passionate advertising movement on the knees of destiny.
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