| Summer lights, late baths, winds of night discos
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| They are gone forever these days with us, sunny days of those running.
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| In memory, pull the thread and it seems you can return it,
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| The steamer sailing away into the distance that took us that year.
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| The sea is blowing in purple bodies, the surf is gently blowing,
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| We are still different on the waves, different from each other.
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| Evening gives us faces and names,
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| When the moon looks through the hair of the trees.
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| I remember long shadows
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| Alleys fragrant like coffee,
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| How did we fly somewhere
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| Dissolving in the foliage of poplars.
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| Like water running from under your feet
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| As we ran somewhere far away.
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| I remember long shadows
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| Alleys fragrant like coffee.
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| How far is the ribbon of the road, the mountain towns,
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| Fast rivers, steep rapids,
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| We will return there again.
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| The scarlet sunset behind your shoulders will delay your farewell glance,
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| He, like no one else, understands that it can't be any longer.
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| I remember long shadows
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| Alleys fragrant like coffee,
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| How did we fly somewhere
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| Dissolving in the foliage of poplars.
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| Like water running from under your feet
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| As we ran somewhere far away.
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| How it was a long time ago, but I remember the melody of the flute,
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| That poured that night over the tired sleepy sea.
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| The scarlet sunset behind your shoulders will delay your farewell glance,
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| He, like no one else, understands that it can't be any longer.
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| I remember long shadows
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| Alleys fragrant like coffee,
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| How did we fly somewhere
|
| Dissolving in the foliage of poplars.
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| Like water running from under your feet
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| As we ran somewhere far away.
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| I remember long shadows
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| Alleys fragrant like coffee.
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| I remember the long shadows of the alleys.
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| I remember long shadows.
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| Alleys fragrant like coffee. |