The one who makes me live day by day Her scent fills the streets Her eyes are the ones I saw at dawn Her lips in the evening's crimson Don't praise another woman in front of me, I will get offended
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It's Tuesday today
The one who makes me live day by day
Her scent fills the streets
Her eyes are the ones I saw at dawn
Her lips in the evening's crimson
Don't praise another woman in front of me, I will get offended