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Hey
Brown woman
Full moon in the desert
And honey green eyes

Hey
Coffee lips
Tell me which star you like
To invite her to meet

To the most beautiful girl
Whom I knew so well
I was going to fall in love
I was going to make myself fly

Sundays in bed embraced
And Saturdays too
Twenty, thirty thousand moles the constellations of your skin

I don't have a private jet
But I can make you a paper boat
We sail around the world
So everyone can meet

To the most beautiful girl
To whom I wrote
This song
From the heart

Hey
Brown woman
Full moon in the desert
And honey green eyes