When you’re on a golden sea, you don’t need no memory…
…home, home, where I wanted to go…
…but tomorrow, tomorrow comes today…
…why do you come here, when you know it makes things hard for me?…
…Cerca, muy cerca…
…te he dicho que no mires atrás, porque el cielo no es tuyo…
…the more I see, the less I know…
…wake me up when september ends…
…qué lindo que es soñar, y no te cuesta nada más que tiempo…

Y así.

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…and he stole all heart away
he stole all heart away
he stole all heart away
he stole all heart away…

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