They knock to your door,
who knows who is.
I am me I have flowers that I would want to give you.
Open me the door of the heart,
qual'è the key for sorprendenrti.
Now you knock to my door, not sò if I will open you.
By now I am me closed to curly,
someone will open me.
I feel cold inside something glacial.
Anybody that heats me the heart, only you knew him/it to do.
mercoledì 21 gennaio 2009
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