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Dónde está?
Where will the story go, my dear?
Wouldn’t you still want it
The picture of us by the Aegean sea?
Didn’t we agree
You are the art and I’m the artist?
Why would you hide
My golden ink
It’s easy not for me
The sun is always kissing you
My work, My time, My Life
Where is your courage to tell me
It will never come?
Dónde está mi amor?