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The first kiss you gave me
paralyzed my heart,
which always marks that minute
with the arrow of its illusion.
The first kiss you gave me
was sunshine and moon for me,
and my love resists
not always being close to you.
The first kiss you gave me
was a cross and a line of my being,
and every time I am sad
my lips dream of your love.
The first kiss you gave me,
I felt my veins throb,
and I saw the glory of dying,
and little by little, resurrecting.
The first kiss you gave me
was the cross and the line of my being,
and every time I am sad
br/>My lips dream of your love.
The first kiss you gave me,
I felt my veins throb,
and I saw the glory of dying,
and little by little little by little, resurrect.
And I saw the glory of dying,
and little by little, resurrecting