Marzo.
I wasn't thinking when I looked into your eyes,
I wasn't dreaming I was running to the past, through the color of your eyes.
I wasn't dreaming I was running to the past, through the color of your eyes.
Yo no estaba pensando cuando te miré a los ojos,
Yo no estaba soñando, estaba corriendo hacia el pasado a través del color de tus ojos.
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