A Pleno Pulmon

At full lung, I will shout a word, things that I can feel, speak to you alone.

At full lung, I will sing a song, things that I can feel, that rhyme your name and I don't care anymore about the time that passes, that the seasons change suddenly, or in the middle of 3,000 million of my obsessions, of my obsessions...

At full lung, I will tell you anything, things that you can feel, that are in your soul, and I don't care about being in the intense traffic if I am inside my illusions, or in the middle of the infernal case of these pressures...

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Because, for you, with you or here, nothing matters, I hope not to be something that ends, I will also write to you, for you, in me, and the caresses travel as lightly as the wind so the night will be for traveling, so the night will be for traveling...

But it's just that at full lung, I will shout that you are mine, something you can know, that I say without lies and I don't care about the people who what do they say?, how was it said? who read a thousand magazines in less than a minute and a half I will see your smile.

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Because, for you, with you or here, nothing matters, I hope not to be something that ends, I will also write to you, for you, in me, and the caresses travel as lightly as the wind so the night will be for traveling.

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Because, for you, with you or here, nothing matters, I hope not to be something that ends, I will also write to you, for you, in me, and the caresses travel as lightly as the wind so the night will be for traveling.

I love you at full lung, I lower the scale at full lung, you make me fly at full lung, whether it's right or wrong at full lung, I can fly at full lung, raise the scale at full lung, you make me fly at full lung, whether it's right or wrong at full lung.