Breaking the waves, a gentle breeze blows, the smell of sea ..
I lie on the sand and close my eyes, I remember all lived on this beach;
our kisses, caresses, confidences, laughter ...
I'm still waiting to return.
a soft song sounds coming from the bar, yeah, it's our song, I remember how he became ours. Sale
a tear ... the breeze dry me, I think that is your hand, but you're not here ..
I miss you ... ♥
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