I don't know when I met you and never could forget you as stole a moment so naturally cause time's so irrelevant bathing in monovalent this is a fact
tunes The Neapolitan street song sighs You think of Italian skies Each nation has a creative vein Originating a native strain With folk songs plaintive
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tunes The Neapolitan street song sighs You think of Italian skys Each nation has a creative vein Originating a native strain With folk songs plaintive