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Tuấn Hưng:I'd write you name on the whitest sand. It disppeare with the verry first wave. Ngô Thanh Vân :I'd call your name on the loneliest land. Sunlight burned out in the brown stoned cave. An unquiet heartbeat Tuấn Hưng:What an unquiet heart. Ngô Thanh Vân:An unquiet love for you.Love for you. Ngô Thanh Vân - Tuấn Hưng:Love for you. Tuấn Hưng:Say nothing to you for perhaps my heart Screeches like a gull on the blue blur sea, say nothing to you for perhaps my words blur out in the blur out in the sea only me longing you. Ngô Thanh Vân:My green leaved youth i call you in vain just rain and mists over street and lane. Tuấn Hưng:Hanging my cry from the forest free, a sky where dawn one can never see. Ngô Thanh Vân:An unquiet heartbeat. Tuấn Hưng:What an unquiet heart. Ngô Thanh Vân:An unquiet love for you. Ngô Thanh Vân - Tuấn Hưng:Love for you. Tuấn Hưng:Say nothing to you for perhaps my heart. cries out in the night the nightingale. Say nothing to you for perhaps my words line out in the sky so that be heard only me loving you.
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