lunes, 27 de septiembre de 2010
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Something in the air she moves.
Strawberry fields, nothing is real.
I don't know how you were diverted.
Hey! you've got to hide your love away
You made me glad, when I was blue.
She's got a ticket to ride, but she don't care.
Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play.
When I was a child I had a fever.
In your head, in your head they're still fighting.
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
Holih.
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