الكلمات الأصلية
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I keep walking away
The way which blows the wind
No one can help me now
But someday I know
We'll meet we each other
The lady of my morning
You're like a wine
A kind I had not drank before
We just spoke for while
But I'm crawling inside your heart
Since I saw you at the first time
My heart is all yours
''cause you, you are the only thing
Make on this way
And I want you lady on my arms
