quarta-feira, 20 de outubro de 2010


I ran away to a different place, so fast, as far as I could get, and I’m in Paris
The lights are shining, grey, and clouds, I’m happy and feel good, but I’m so cold in Paris
Turning round and round in magical enchanted alleys, swallowing me, I’m in Paris
Beautiful buildings, you are so old and noble, but will you warm me up in Paris

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