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| Óleo sobre madera (2007) |
"(...) And you finally found all your courage
To let it all go
(...) Hold for the last time then slip away quietly
Open my eyes
But I never see anything
If only I'd thought of the right words
I could have held on to your heart
If only I'd thought of the right words
I wouldn't be breaking apart
All my pictures of you (...)"
To let it all go
(...) Hold for the last time then slip away quietly
Open my eyes
But I never see anything
If only I'd thought of the right words
I could have held on to your heart
If only I'd thought of the right words
I wouldn't be breaking apart
All my pictures of you (...)"
Pictures of You, The Cure
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