You can follow your star
Your star toy
Fantasying in secret
The point you want to get to
Your future is doubtful
I see money, I see pain
In the dangerous paradise
That the palm of your hand showed
Whoever comes with everything doesn't get tired
Bete Balanç my love
Let me know when it's time
Don't pay attention to those sad faces
Pretending that we don't exist
Sitting is so bad They're funny
Owners of their rooms
He who has a dream doesn't dance
Bete Balanço, my love
Let me know when it's although

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