quarta-feira, 3 de julho de 2019


You love to be treated like a king a prince of Arabias you wanted to be that bad you can want all of the Arabias also ja will be enchanted with you in a flowery field you are ground sparrows seeding the wind to afflict all the sands the indian sun tan of the sweet japanese agile deserts eagle with the arrows in your hands now your days of reign all are finished in your body the serpent magically walks in your dark heart to the lomge flies the eagle under the sky it follows flying the snow to gild the flowers grow the flowers the fingers the dew the cold autumn wind waters You love to be treated like a king a prince of the Arabias now your days of reign would end You would never die for me but I would die for you and you would still still live to live You love to be treated like a king a prince of the Arabians you wanted to be that bad you can want all of the Arabians also will love you in a flowering field you are  pardais sowing the wind to afflict all the sands the sun india brunette of the deserts sweet japanese agile eagle with arrows in hands now your days of reign all are finished in your body the serpent magically walks in your gloomy heart to the lomge flies the eagle under the sky she follows flying the snow to gild the flowers grow the flowers of the garden the fingers the dew the cold wind of the autumn waters You love to be treated like a king a prince of the Arabias now your days of reign would end You would never die for me but I would die for you and you still would still live on
You love to be treated like a king a prince of Arabias you wanted to be that bad you can want all of the Arabias also ja will be enchanted with you in a flowery field you are ground sparrows seeding the wind to afflict all the sands the indian sun tan of the sweet japanese agile deserts eagle with the arrows in your hands now your days of reign all are finished in your body the serpent magically walks in your dark heart to the lomge flies the eagle under the sky it follows flying the snow to gild the flowers grow the flowers the fingers the dew the cold autumn wind waters You love to be treated like a king a prince of the Arabias now your days of reign would end You would never die for me but I would die for you and you would still still live to live You love to be treated like a king a prince of the Arabians you wanted to be that bad you can want all of the Arabians also will love you in a flowering field you are  pardais sowing the wind to afflict all the sands the sun india brunette of the deserts sweet japanese agile eagle with arrows in hands now your days of reign all are finished in your body the serpent magically walks in your gloomy heart to the lomge flies the eagle under the sky she follows flying the snow to gild the flowers grow the flowers of the garden the fingers the dew the cold wind of the autumn waters You love to be treated like a king a prince of the Arabias now your days of reign would end You would never die for me but I would die for you and you still would still live on

Você gosta de ser tratado como um rei um príncipe de Arabias você queria ser tão ruim que você pode querer todas as Arábias também ja vai se encantar com você em um campo florido você é pardais moídos semeando o vento para afligir todas as areias do índio sol bronzeado do doce ágil japonês desertos águia com as flechas em suas mãos agora seus dias de reinado todos terminam em seu corpo a serpente magicamente anda em seu coração escuro para a mosca voa a águia sob o céu segue voando a neve para dourar as flores crescem as flores os dedos o orvalho as águas frias do vento de outono Você ama ser tratado como um rei um príncipe das Arábias agora seus dias de reinado terminariam Você nunca morreria por mim mas eu morreria por você e você ainda ainda viver para viver Você ama ser tratado como um rei um príncipe dos árabes que você queria ser tão ruim que você pode querer que todos os árabes também o amam em um campo florido você é  pardais semeando o vento para afligir todas as areias o sol india br unette dos desertos doce águia ágil japonesa com flechas em mãos agora seus dias de reinado todos terminaram em seu corpo a serpente magicamente anda em seu coração sombrio para a mosca voa a águia sob o céu ela segue voando a neve para dourar as flores crescem as flores do jardim os dedos o orvalho o vento frio das águas do outono Você ama ser tratado como um rei um príncipe das Arábias agora seus dias de reinado terminariam Você nunca morreria por mim mas eu morreria por você e por você ainda ainda viveria

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