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It could be dance, it could be techno It could be trap or it could be pop as well It could be rock or it could be salsa too But this is the music that comes from the bottom of my hearth Ainda me lembro São Paulo e Sobral Ainda me penso que no foi real A memoria ta viva eu tenho gravada E quando sai eu disse obrigada En travesant les belles montagnes Parfois le sud, parfois la Bretagne Toujours sur scène on sent votre amour Et pour cela disons merci beaucoup Dear India, beautiful land Everywhere you go, gotta say dhanyavaad In Italia sono speciali Noi siamo fratelli, questa è la verità It could be dance, it could be techno It could be trap or it could be drum & bass It could be rock or it could be salsa too But this is the music that comes from the bottom of muy hearth I a Barna, la gent que ens estima Vénen al concert, ballen i ens donen calor A Girona i a tota Catalunya Alcen la seva mà, criden i ens donen amor Gure etxea, hurrun eta gertu Sutondo bat bezala beroa mantentzen Gure sustraiak ezin moteldu Bihotz barrenean arimak ureztatzen Cuántos momentos, cuántas mareas Cuántos acentos, da igual dónde sea Siéntete en casa, eres bienvenida Amor es música, música es vida It could be dance, it could be techno It could be trap or it could be pop as well It could be rock or it could be salsa too But this is the music that comes from the bottom of muy hearth
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