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    My hopes, my will
    Were never a part of you
    Those days were sad and cold
    I'll never want them back again

    But at this moment we are close to each other again
    It's like a merge of different colors
    In a silver mountain lake
    We are at home again

    It's like dancing in the room with a female ghost
    It's like falling from the edge
    To the bed with cold clean pillow

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    Your voice, is pure and soft
    It's throwing me back to my hopes
    My ears were deaf and cold
    Please hold me tight in your arms again

    But at this moment we are close to each other again
    It's like a merge of different colors
    In a silver mountain lake
    We are at home again

    It's like dancing in the room with a female ghost
    It's like falling from the edge
    To the bed with cold clean pillow

    But at this moment we are close to each other again
    It's like a merge of different colors
    In a silver mountain lake
    We are at home again

    It's like dancing in the room with a female ghost
    It's like falling from the edge
    To the bed with cold clean pillow

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    Composición: Motorama

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