Learning to fly
(Eduardo Valdivia Sanz)
Do not make me cry anymore, baby.
stars shine outside
just do not kiss me anymore
tell me you were a dream
a wet ride in the summer.
Come on, baby, release me,
take your hands off
I do not want your kisses anymore
outside, it rains,
thunder falls
and I just want to leave
far from here.

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