Forget my PROBLEMS
I forget the most common problems
In the arms of my girl, messenger
A marvelous God and true,
I drink as much pleasure in such altars,
And if you feel a new charm
How much made my love to all
Knowing be a lover and a companion
Leaving behind nights and pubs.
Really advance our paths
You discover the desires, silks, lace
Wandering through your body without frontiers
And I know very well catch fire
And when the intense joy I shed,
Already commonplace in so many convulsions.
LOURES
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