I want to be a little bird and fly, fly far away from here... Fly away from the grip of time, in the arms of the wind, with the beat of my heart...
I wanna dance with the dark stormy clouds, with the hell of my soul, I wanna dance forever trough the night,... cause my life has no morning, no more...
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Há 5 anos
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