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Maria (Her Name was...) by Dutch 'n' Kraut

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In all my dreams, I hold her tight

Feel her breath on my skin, feelings so light

Her fingertips on my lips, a late summer night in Spain

The longing, the feelings, no way to explain

 

Her name was Maria

a magical dream you can't describe

Maria, Maria

her legs her curves rob you of your mind

Don`t become her victim

`cause broken hearts are her passion

She decides

better look behind her beautiful eyes

Mercilessly she plays with your heart

And if you think she's finally yours she drops you

 

Where the sun passes the fire to the stars every day

Was the place I saw her during my backpacking trip in Spain

She said her best friends are the sun, the beach and the waves

I could not have guessed it was the beginning of an evil game

            

My money and papers, all gone

What’s only left, my guitar

I have to play a lot of songs to make up for the loss

A street musician never gives up

I’m starting right now

 

Her name was Maria

a magical dream you can't describe

Maria, Maria

her legs her curves rob you of your mind

Don`t become her victim

`cause broken hearts are her passion

She decides

better look behind her beautiful eyes

Mercilessly she plays with your heart

And if you think she's finally yours she drops you

And if you think she's finally yours

she drops you

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