I Got Love

I Got Love ... I Got Love ...
It enveloped me, enveloped me.
You're like my sort - mariuanna.
The sky in diamonds - summer was flying.
You're my baby, the daughter of a carnival.
Move baby, princess of the ball.
The night of change - thoughts rastamana.
I was not tired yet - the music was playing.
Someone smoked - someone was imbedded!
This fool is a fool, and she's us.
I thought I was flying to warmer places.
Summer, sea, sand, but I'm not enough for you.
Dancing in the floor - hands in the ceiling of the hall.
I'm not going back to where I fell.
Miraculously he ducked and took her with her sadness.
This is our life and it is always small.
Dancing in the floor - hands in the ceiling of the hall.
Go everybody shake your ass.
Go, move Everybody's my favorite show.
The head swung mercy gave the mannama.
Blavan plan in the halves of the cook.
Give us the Butora with a shaft!
When this day will be, you will say to yourself.
About me, for love, for my mother, for my brother,
And then fate will bend the attacker!
A-TA-MAN ... I'm the type of A-TA-MAN.
In the hot tango-music lover I am ruled by the bad man.
Dancing!
So primitive!
Dance!
So impulsively!
Dancing!
The daughter of a carnival.
There were not enough of you on the dance floor.
I got love a feel
I got you my mind
I got love my skill
My la-la-la-love
I got love a feel
I got you my mind
I got love my skill
My la-la-la-love
We'll hang the windows, again we'll be a princess and a despot.
You can not take your ardor away from the monasteries, kuraleshim.
We will break free for years together.
For a moment fly around the planet for nothing,
That drips the rain - sadness and sadness.
But you, with the light of goodness,
Hips moved in the dance.
You are my rumba, you are my samba,
You're my salsa, you're my tango.
Smoke is poured, Volume is chopped,
In this embrace fly with me.
Fly with me, fly with me.
Fly with me, fly with me.
Smoke is pouring in, Volume chops,
In this embrace fly with me.
Fly with me, fly with me.
Fly with me, fly with me.
Smoke is poured, Volume is a chore,
In this embrace fly with me.
I got love a feel
I got you my mind
I got love my skill
My la-la-la-love
I got love a feel
I got you my mind
I got love my skill
My la-la-la-love
This is just a game maybe,
Even your nakedness.
Wow, baby, I do not believe, but fall in my hands, my beauty.
We with you without a guide are so necessary,
I touched my soul, yours is so sweet to me, lambada.
To bite the drunk, there is a bit, do not pity the Saba,
I'm burning with you like a shmal, let the heat in the pubs!
I'm ready and I'll arrange a Lois for you,
Who knows how to make noise (make some noise)
Heat until morning in a frenzied crowd,
But I only look at you only, do you believe ma?
And when the club begins to nod in the morning,
I'll steal you like Azor rose.
I'll smile in silence and say simply
Come to me, Sun, unbutton the braids.
Weave braids, weave braids.
Come to me, Sun, unbutton the braids.
Weave the braids.
I got love a feel
I got you my mind
I got love my skill
My la-la-la-love
I got love a feel
I got you my mind
I got love my skill
My la-la-la-love
I got love a feel
I got you my mind
I got love my skill
My la-la-la-love
I got love a feel
I got you my mind
I got love my skill
My la-la-la-love
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