Navios navegando em um pôr do sol quente e romântico no mar

The ships are sailing into the sunset, Let me touch your hand, I will stay here waiting for you, The ships are sailing to return. There's little strength left in me to hold you. One word, and silence at the threshold, something else to decide. The night light is enough for us in the darkness, lips will find the answer. I know they will sail back. Tenderly, subtly, beautifully, sensually

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