Te quiero Havana,
The rhythym' pumping in my heart,
In La Rosa we dance to the tempo of the love, boy,
Your hip's making a shift,
and you fall deep into its spell,
let your body talk, till voice in you says,
say baby !
I'm the one you find deep in that move,
that drives your body and your senses,
I'm the heat inside,
when rhythym and love collide,
Cuba, let me introduce myself
Cubaaaaaaaaaaa!
Bring down your last defence
Feel your innocence
Slip into the light,
Baby, hold on tight!
-> Orishas feat. Heather Headley - Represent, Cuba [Dirty Dancing:Havana Nights OST]->> my favourite film
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After endless nightmares she lies weeping in her bed A blade in her hand, her nightdress is turning red Her skin becomes paler in this cold and stormy night This is the end of all her painful dreams of suicide
We want to know what love means to you!
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When it comes to community spirit, `Rushy is a shining example. From participating in devmeets, to providing positive encouragement to other artists, `Rushy can always be found demonstrating what it really takes to be a true deviant. It's without any hesitation that we are delighted to award the Deviousness Award for July 2009 to `RushyRead More
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You've been through all of
F. Scott Fitzgerald's books
You're very well read
It's well known-Bob Dylan
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After endless nightmares she lies weeping in her bed
A blade in her hand, her nightdress is turning red
Her skin becomes paler in this cold and stormy night
This is the end of all her painful dreams of suicide
ama po ga6ti4ki a?
blagodarsko i za fav4eto
I am really glad you like it
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