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Finally, This city shines above me,A golden shine,Kissing your burnt skin,Kissing your burnt skin. Quietly, This afternoon got endless.It’s the sweetest sound -of you turning a page beside me,And then there is no story,No, no.Quite a way, till we found this pace.The closer we are - the slower the dance.Salty Air, and the wind wants back.Time to be moving slower.And when it shines - it shines,And you’re around me,You, turn me higher.No, no.Quite a way, till we found this pace.The closer we are - the slower the dance.Salty Air, and the wind wants back.Time to be moving slower. From Letras Mania