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i wanted to be ready an elegant view and my cold heart is steady we feel nothing new i wanted to be ready and elegant buffoon and my cold heart is steady we feel nothing wrong cause you are ready my hard-hearted son and summer is fleeting you feel nothing wrong you sing for the salt the earth provides you're a wreath of the rings in your insides your heart is a bloom and i can stand we reach for the salt in everyman and i'm a powerful ring of earth and fire your heart is a burst of my desire i could talk for your wolves i'd top them all if we see the eyes in which you call From Letras Mania