Kiss me
Kiss me out of the bearded barley.
Nightly, beside the green, green grass.
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step.
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight.
Lead me out on the moonlit floor.
Lift your open hand.
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance, silver moon's sparkling.
So kiss me. Kiss me down by the broken tree house.
Swing me high upon its hanging tire.
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat.
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map.
Kiss me out of the bearded barley.
Nightly, beside the green, green grass.
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step.
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight.
Lead me out on the moonlit floor.
Lift your open hand.
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance, silver moon's sparkling.
So kiss me. Kiss me down by the broken tree house.
Swing me high upon its hanging tire.
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat.
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map.
Yo me acuerdo cuando salió esta canción de Sixpence none the richer... Yo tenía mi eternal crush con un carajito de mi colegio y yo soy ma etupida! Le mandé los lyrics en una carta "anónima" de San Valentín, pero lo que me quilló fue es que el lo supo, porque nada ma yo tenía ese aficie... Ay Dios!
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y donde encuentro esa bokita?
jijijijiji! :P
Enjoyed a lot!
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