Christine
For you I would cross the mountains out the garbage I
I could dance in Spain
I will light candles I'd
44 years prison
With you I'll discover the mountains I will fill the bins
I will remove my skirt
To show you my candle And
qu'sa make a big bang ¨ ¨
Without you Life is a mountain
I scrape into the garbage rotting Where
And
loincloths go out the candles
For you my gang
I love you, I feel my life I'll
incense
I'll vibrate, I think you get drunk You
directions.
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