HotPink

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Breeze, beach, black see and we are here
Dark street and the roses are blooming now
Yellow sand, blue rain and there are two lovers
One, two, three usual day became unusual
Black sky, white moon, there are so many stars above us
Paris mood, lavender smell around us again
Cheeks are hot pink, red cherry lipstick ; on your lips ;
Your wedding dress on you and you said "yes"