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Sale sola de noche Maria,
pena por la ciudad,
recorriendo las calles que un dia,
nego besos en la oscuridad.
Y se nubla la vista Maria,
porque duele recordar,
que los besos negados Maria,
nunca mas regresaran.
En las noches por ese camino,
algo extra?o puede pasar,
al sentir en los labios el frio,
de otros labios que no veras.
Es Maria quien pena en las calles,
y debajo de un farol,
roba besos y vida a la gente,
mientras ella yace en un cajon.
Maria bonita,
Maria marchita.
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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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