I will never forget
The days that will no longer come
The moon and the sand, the waves kiss the beach
Today, perhaps, it is no longer here ©s more, here
I only have the taste of champagne
And the taste of your lips, your lips
Oh, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to get intoxicated
Your brown skin I want to kiss here in the Galapagos

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN