Llévame (en inglés)

Llévame
Listen to my old cute
hear what I say
do not let the hope
Without you I give up.
We are leaves in the wind,
together we climbed higher
Then we danced up
the clouds bathing the sun.

Occasionally there is a love
which is clearer than the sun
And how easy I can see
the path of the heart.
Take me, oh take me ...
Take me to the heart
Take me, oh take me ...
Take me to the heart
Occasionally there is a love
which is clearer but of course the sun
And you can see easier
the path of the heart.
Take me, oh take me ...
Take me to the heart.
Take me, oh take me ...
Take me to the heart.
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