Every year...Summer begins when you arive...Every year...I feel the warm sea...Like it has always been alive....
Tell me when...Will I see you again....Tell me when....The day will come when, everything will end...
And we will be able to gather again...Drink all night...Drink our end....
Every year...Summer begins when you arive...If someone is missing....Is like a star is missing....From the sky....
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