I know my feelings for you
My youth
Do not understand me wrong
This is not a strand of bygone times
Because the mysterious butterflies in my stomach
Were feelings of love,
On the river in a boat,
On the river in a boat,
that could
Would be in the chandelier.
Although mmm
It was in his youth and passion
But it was more of …
when numb lips and teeth rot
Longings were passionate sea
Making love in the moonlight on a bench in the park
On the river in a boat,
that could
Would be in the chandelier.
Now I want tell you my youth
Face the reality and
I remember a timade me when I could not sleep that
Because the mysterious butterflies in my stomach
Now again I see your face,
Beel your touch, taste your kiss.
Because it’s the end of me and in my heart and in my soul,
Woman I love, but it no longer as youthful as the years
Us into something else
You do not understand my youth, now it is
With Even more attention now that is affectionate honest and admit you somehow nicer
Although mmm …
Was more passionate
Making love in the moonlight
On the bench in the park
On the river in a boat,
that could
Would be in the chandelier.
Now I want tell you my youth
Face the reality and
I love

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