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Rachel Weisz

She
Maybe the face I can't forget.
A trace of pleasure or regret
Maybe my treasure or the price I have to pay...

She
Maybe the beauty or the beast.
Maybe the famine or the feast.
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell...

She maybe the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the past.
That I'll remember till the day I die...

(música: Elvis Costello; letra: She)