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Pleno un verano en T?nez por las vacaciones, a veces un temporal no nos dejaba salir. Un hombre de una cierta edad me ofrec?a cigarrillos turcos. M?s espero que retorne pronto la era del jabal? blanco. Espero que retorne pronto la era del jabali blanco. Perfumes incre?bles en el aire de la tarde, estudiantes de Damasco vestidos por igual. La sombra de mi identidad mientras me sentaba, en el sino viene en un bar. Espero que retorne pronto la era del jabal? blanco. Espero que retorne pronto la era del jabal? blanco.
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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