Salvatore Adamo
Miscellaneous
I had drawn on the sand
Her sweet face smiling at me
Then it rained on this beach
In this storm, she disappeared
And I cried, cried, Aline, for her to come back
And I cried, cried, oh! I was too sad
I sat down next to her soul
But the beautiful lady had run away
I looked for her without further ado believe
And without a hope, to guide me
And I cried, cried, Aline, for her to come back
And I cried, cried, oh! I was in too much pain
I only kept this sweet face
Like a wreck on the wet sand
And I screamed, screamed, Aline, for her to come back
And I cried, cried, oh! I was in too much pain
And I screamed, screamed, Aline, for her to come back
And I cried, cried, oh! I was in too much pain...

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