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flames and flowers in the sun
play and play, without thinking about the love ...
If you do not call me as does the flower
you'll forget every day a bit.
flames and flowers in the sun
play and play, without thinking about the love ...
If you do not call me as does the flower
I'll die a little every day.
León Gieco
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