The Window
Elisa
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If you open the window
I'm free from the words that are hard to come out
It's a weeping willow
Your fingers and my hair
If the wind comes and play it's music
Continues after the ad
If you open the window
I'm free from the words that are hard to come out
It's a weeping willow
Your fingers and my hair
If the wind comes and play it's music