Finally, with a hand -filled handbag You came back again. You came back again You knew you were still You knew that I had a world of unspoken words You came to cry for your head I have In Bammonta like the Sun Pato Smoon Tired of repeating my day tired of repeating my pseudo but repeating your cute finger. Not that single star I have 1000 stars In Bamanta like the Sun Pato Sameon With you not but a single star, I have 1000 stars In Bammantha like the Sun Pato Sameon With you not but single stars, I have 1000 stars
