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| Artist : Paul Jacoulet |
Hånao ha' bonitan måta
puede ngai'an na ha'åne;
ya måno nai guaha lugåt-ho
ayo hao na hu sangåne.
Go ahead, pretty face
hopefully whatever day it may be;
and whenever I have the time
that's when I will tell you.
Young love is often shy love.
Nerves. Rules.
The two meet, and cannot unleash the strong feelings beating in their hearts.
They smile and flirt, but that is all.
She has spent too much time with him. What if people notice and start to make comments?
She takes her leave, but he says he will wait for the right moment, whenever that may be, to finally tell her how she has captured his heart.
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