The desert moon
walk slowly through shadows
a blue lagoon, an oasis
hides behind your smile.
And if I were the king of rome
I couldn't be more happy.
Oh your soul is so deep
...Your eyes so mysterious.
I live in the year 2014...
You live in the year of the horse...
You have the grace of thousands generations
I can hardly turn your tides.
And if I were the King of Rome,
If I were the King or Rome...
You will be my Queen.
For sure.
A.
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