Alahabibi

My love for you, my love for you, my love for you.
She has dark brown skin, jet black hair, curly just like her mother. She's only seven years old and the smile on her face entertains you. In the summer, she sails the sky to reach and step on the new world, feel happiness, forget poverty, although she will have to return. She only comes for three months a year and brings joy to my house, when she leaves she takes with her the taste of a melody.
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And she left, only left me with a word, a kiss in the air.
My love for you, my love for you, I'm dying, she's slowly moving away and I can't help it. My love for you, my love for you, I'm dying, she's slowly moving away and I can't help it. My love for you... my love for you...
I no longer look at the horizon, I can't look anymore, my soul breaks when I start to remember that damn day you had to leave. And crying, she threw herself into my arms, tears on her cheeks, even if she spoke Sub-Saharan, my heart understood her.
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And she left, only left me with a word, a kiss in the air.
My love for you, my love for you, I'm dying, she's slowly moving away and I can't help it. My love for you, my love for you, I'm dying, she's slowly moving away and I can't help it.
And she left, only left me with a word, a kiss in the air.
My love for you, my love for you, I'm dying, she's slowly moving away and I can't help it. My love for you, my love for you, I'm dying, she's slowly moving away and I can't help it. My love...