| I lived by the sea in a hut with a view
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| Looked at the stars, smoked tobacco
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| I was a dubious individual
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| He liked to shoot dogs in the morning,
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| But from my porch in sight
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| I saw - she is coming from below
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| The whole world around you has devalued
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| Like a wave from tremors
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| And I had to make room in the house
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| She swept me along the way
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| She moved in as if in a room
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| And I was forced to cover my shooting range
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| And I asked her: Is that you?
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| She replied: Of course I am!
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| And handed me two tickets
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| And then I realized - the final one!
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| She drank like an Irish sailor
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| I caught up with her slowly
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| She called me "ragged"
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| I called her "Madam"
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| When we sang, the seagulls laughed
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| When you dreamed, God laughed
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| I rushed to put the kettle on in the morning
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| Not getting a foot in the boot
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| I knew that I was racing through a minefield
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| Clenching the ring in fists,
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| But the moon covered itself
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| The immense sun ball
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| And I asked her: A lot, isn't it?
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| She said: Of course, Steve
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| And hugged so passionately
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| Why are the limbs numb
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| She was nature itself
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| She fed the streams
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| And she gave birth to whales
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| And warmed the sun's rays,
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| But I dreamed on a cold night
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| The dogs came, they came for her
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| I saw how they tear to shreds
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| For everyone - for brothers, for daughters
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| And walked
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| went
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| round
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| weeks
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| And it was already impossible to forget
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| That her blood stopped in her body
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| And she ceased to be
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| And she ceased to be
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| And she ceased to be
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| I oiled the boat, gathered supplies
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| Alelo sea in oblique rays
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| She looked into the scope from the terrace
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| And I pushed the pier away from me... |