flourish
How many times have angels sang here
I don't understand the blue clouds
Will it ever have to be the first flourish of the flowers
I believe in you, you are important to me
The angel caressed his shoulder and told him that he would always be by his side.
When he was sad the wind smiled at him
On his face he wanted to feel the morning wind
They can't live their whole lives deceiving themselves
On her face, however, she wanted to feel the morning wind
They can't live their whole life deceiving themselves
flourish
How many times have angels sang here
I don't understand the blue clouds
Will it ever have to be the first flourish of the flowers
I believe in you, you are important to me
The angel caressed his shoulder and told him that he would always be by his side.
When he was sad the wind smiled at him
On his face he wanted to feel the morning wind
They can't live their whole lives deceiving themselves
On her face, however, she wanted to feel the morning wind
They can't live their whole life deceiving themselves
florescer
Quantas vezes os anjos cantaram aqui
Eu não entendo as nuvens azuis
Será que algum dia terá que ser o primeiro florescer das flores
Eu acredito em você, você é importante para mim
O anjo acariciou seu ombro e lhe disse que estaria sempre ao seu lado.
Quando ele estava triste o vento sorria para ele
Em seu rosto ele queria sentir o vento da manhã
Eles não podem viver a vida inteira enganando a si mesmos
Em seu rosto, porém, ela queria sentir o vento da manhã
Eles não podem viver a vida inteira se enganando
flourish
How many times have angels sang here
I don't understand the blue clouds
Will it ever have to be the first flourish of the flowers
I believe in you, you are important to me
The angel caressed his shoulder and told him that he would always be by his side.
When he was sad the wind smiled at him
On his face he wanted to feel the morning wind
They can't live their whole lives deceiving themselves
On her face, however, she wanted to feel the morning wind
They can't live their whole life deceiving themselves
flourish
How many times have angels sang here
I don't understand the blue clouds
Will it ever have to be the first flourish of the flowers
I believe in you, you are important to me
The angel caressed his shoulder and told him that he would always be by his side.
When he was sad the wind smiled at him
On his face he wanted to feel the morning wind
They can't live their whole lives deceiving themselves
On her face, however, she wanted to feel the morning wind
They can't live their whole life deceiving themselves
florescer
Quantas vezes os anjos cantaram aqui
Eu não entendo as nuvens azuis
Será que algum dia terá que ser o primeiro florescer das flores
Eu acredito em você, você é importante para mim
O anjo acariciou seu ombro e lhe disse que estaria sempre ao seu lado.
Quando ele estava triste o vento sorria para ele
Em seu rosto ele queria sentir o vento da manhã
Eles não podem viver a vida inteira enganando a si mesmos
Em seu rosto, porém, ela queria sentir o vento da manhã
Eles não podem viver a vida inteira se enganando
flourish
How many times have angels sang here
I don't understand the blue clouds
Will it ever have to be the first flourish of the flowers
I believe in you, you are important to me
The angel caressed his shoulder and told him that he would always be by his side.
When he was sad the wind smiled at him
On his face he wanted to feel the morning wind
They can't live their whole lives deceiving themselves
On her face, however, she wanted to feel the morning wind
They can't live their whole life deceiving themselves
flourish
How many times have angels sang here
I don't understand the blue clouds
Will it ever have to be the first flourish of the flowers
I believe in you, you are important to me
The angel caressed his shoulder and told him that he would always be by his side.
When he was sad the wind smiled at him
On his face he wanted to feel the morning wind
They can't live their whole lives deceiving themselves
On her face, however, she wanted to feel the morning wind
They can't live their whole life deceiving themselves
florescer
Quantas vezes os anjos cantaram aqui
Eu não entendo as nuvens azuis
Será que algum dia terá que ser o primeiro florescer das flores
Eu acredito em você, você é importante para mim
O anjo acariciou seu ombro e lhe disse que estaria sempre ao seu lado.
Quando ele estava triste o vento sorria para ele
Em seu rosto ele queria sentir o vento da manhã
Eles não podem viver a vida inteira enganando a si mesmos
Em seu rosto, porém, ela queria sentir o vento da manhã
Eles não podem viver a vida inteira se enganando
flourish
How many times have angels sang here
I don't understand the blue clouds
Will it ever have to be the first flourish of the flowers
I believe in you, you are important to me
The angel caressed his shoulder and told him that he would always be by his side.
When he was sad the wind smiled at him
On his face he wanted to feel the morning wind
They can't live their whole lives deceiving themselves
On her face, however, she wanted to feel the morning wind
They can't live their whole life deceiving themselves
flourish
How many times have angels sang here
I don't understand the blue clouds
Will it ever have to be the first flourish of the flowers
I believe in you, you are important to me
The angel caressed his shoulder and told him that he would always be by his side.
When he was sad the wind smiled at him
On his face he wanted to feel the morning wind
They can't live their whole lives deceiving themselves
On her face, however, she wanted to feel the morning wind
They can't live their whole life deceiving themselves
florescer
Quantas vezes os anjos cantaram aqui
Eu não entendo as nuvens azuis
Será que algum dia terá que ser o primeiro florescer das flores
Eu acredito em você, você é importante para mim
O anjo acariciou seu ombro e lhe disse que estaria sempre ao seu lado.
Quando ele estava triste o vento sorria para ele
Em seu rosto ele queria sentir o vento da manhã
Eles não podem viver a vida inteira enganando a si mesmos
Em seu rosto, porém, ela queria sentir o vento da manhã
Eles não podem viver a vida inteira se enganando
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