lunes, 8 de septiembre de 2008

Bonita

By Gal Costa

What can I say to you Bonita
What magic words would capture you
Like a soft evasive mist you are Bonita
You fly away when love is new
What do you ask of me Bonita
What part do you want me to play
Shall I be the clown for you Bonita
I will be anything you say
Bonita
Don't run away Bonita
Bonita
Don't be afraid to fall in love with me
I love you
I tell you I love you
I love you
Bonita
If you love me
Life will be beautiful
Bonita
I love you
I tell you I love you
I love you
Bonita
If you love me
Life will be beautiful
Bonita
Bonita
Bonita, Bonita, Bonita
Bonita, Bonita, Bonita

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