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Description
The song is like a sunbeam on the floor on Sunday: warm, light and absolutely useless from a productivity point of view. Here everything happens suddenly and at the same time tenderly - a little sadness, a little madness, a couple of Spanish words for heartfelt authenticity, and now “biromba biromba” plays in my head as if it is a universal answer to all “where have you been all day”. And even if half of the emotions are just dancing, the other half is still in love.
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