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How can I stand to stay where I am?Poor butterfly who don't understandWhy can't I fly away in a special sky?If I don't find my destiny soon,I'll die in your arms under the cherry moonI want to live life to the ultimate highMaybe I'll die young like heroes dieMaybe I'll kiss you some wild special wayIf nobody kills me or thrills me soon,I'll die in your arms under the cherry moonIf that's alrightLovers like us dear are born to dieIf they don't find us what will we do?I guess we'll make love under the cherry moonI'll die in your arms under the cherry moon From Letras Mania