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It is inevitable not to die for you,  
under the subtle murmur of your voice,  
under the soft mantle of your dreams,  
where every heartbeat is a longing.  
To fall faint in your nirvana,  
to lose myself in the echo of your early laughter,  
to rest my fears in your arms,  
where time stops in laps.  
Calm and harmony as I fly through the air,  
I spread my wings, I leave the snub behind.  
With hurricane winds of passion  
I let myself be carried away by the madness of emotion.  
It's inevitable not to die for you,  
in every sigh, in every goodbye.  
I want to be the flame that never goes out,  
In this love that is always inebriated.