Septiembre

Sinatra
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Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time for the waiting game

M. Faithfull
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The Summer dying, September lives in flames.
The sisters dancing, No happy ending to the game.
Don't bother to call me, Think I'll stay here just the same.


PS: Entre hoy y mañana llega el CD de referencia de Golden Mastering!!

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