I want to dance on the stars with you,
For a lifetime of everything true.
Each night recorded in my soul,
Those precious treasures, I will hold.
Swaying with the music and trees.
Me loving you, you loving me.
I won't be happy until it's true.
My heart singing happily, Maria, Maria; it's you.
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