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domingo, 2 de agosto de 2015
Cybill, la sibil-a
Blue moon, you saw me standing alone Without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for You heard me saying a prayer for someone I really could care for
And then suddenly appeared before me, the only one my arms will ever hold I heard somebody whisper 'please adore me' And when I looked, that moon had turned to gold
Blue moon, now I'm no longer alone Without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own
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