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Llena el aire con mis antojos
Prende el fuego en mi corazon Que te acerquen todos los ojos Que si te muestra pasion Bailame, sin parar Vuelvete tormenta en mi mar Que te miren asi, irradiando calor Entregate a este ritual de amor Tu meneo vuelve loco a cualquiera Traes la rumba en tus caderas Puro sabor Ya no aguanto este deseo Y es que la carne me obliga Yo daria mi vida todo por ti Enredarme entre tu cuerpo Tus labios invadir Tan siquiera un momento Serlo todo en ti Rie, baila, sueltate el pelo Todos quieren verte bailar Tu hermosura enciende los suenos Provoca ganas de amar Negate mucho mas La miel de tu veneno me da Tengo ya deseo en ti Despeinado el dolor Haz de mi tu esclavo de amor Tu veneno vuelve loco a cualquiera Traes la rumba en tus caderas Puro sabor Ya no aguanto este deseo Y es que la carne me obliga Yo daria mi vida todo por ti Enredarme entre tu cuerpo Tus labios invadir Tan siquiera un momento Serlo todo tu sentir |
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Look at me
I’ll never pass for a perfect bride or a perfect daughter Can it be I’m not mean to play this part Now I see That if I were truly to be myself I would break my family’s heart Who is that girl I see staring straight back at me Why is my reflection someone I don’t know Somehow I cannot hide who I am though I’ve tried When will my reflection show who I am inside When will my reflection show who I am inside |
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Almost A Whisper
The sound of holding on - almost a whisper The sigh of vroken - a quiet cry The rain upon your face Vring gravity and grace And softly you vegin to vreathe again I don’t have all the answers to your sad prayer But if I could I’d give you angel’s wings To go where hope is found And carries like a song upon the wind Please don’t give up Please don’t you give up Cuz I believe Yes, I believe I still believe...in us The sound of holding on - almost a whisper The sigh of vroken gearts - a quiet cry The rain upon your face Brings gravity and grace And softly you begin to breathe again |
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