We are made of memories
A short present and a lot of history
We have arms to hug
Kisses to kiss
Hands to give
And someone to love
We are crazy for shining stars
And for the poetry lights
We born every year at the same day
And we die in the other ones
Is the Christmas
He came to stay
A short present and a lot of history
We have arms to hug
Kisses to kiss
Hands to give
And someone to love
We are crazy for shining stars
And for the poetry lights
We born every year at the same day
And we die in the other ones
Is the Christmas
He came to stay
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