| Part I Have you ever seen a man from behind?
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| A man from behind?
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| Have you ever seen a man from behind?
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| It only takes a little to make a target of it
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| hit it and sink it
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| nothing is enough to make it a target
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| By measuring his pace, judge how?
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| judge how ?, what to do?
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| Have you ever seen a man face to face
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| I look he has
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| have you ever seen that man from the face
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| Do you see the look there? |
| in men!
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| The look that c '? |
| in men
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| follow the look that c? |
| in men
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| Part II Sooner or later a thought will come? |
| to take me away
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| like a black angel will confess to me? |
| what the sky? |
| a rock.
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| We have been and will be words and gestures in the heartbeat.
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| But the real day never comes,
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| but will it arrive ?, will it arrive? |
| like a leaf
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| that does not fall down, that does not repent,
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| but goes more? |
| up and pierce the sky,
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| any story? |
| to yes, God what knows If God believed in me,
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| if God believed in me.
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| The black angel? |
| inside,? |
| your freedom
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| that never ends ,? |
| freedom.
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| Let's all get rid of too much naivety for once
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| from the luminous emptiness of stupidity? |
| a poisoned kiss.
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| If God believed in me,
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| if God believed in me.
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| Part III
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| There? |
| who will invent? |
| understanding, tenderness,
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| the end of the pain, for me and for you, for who will it be,
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| but how much is missing.
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| And the real day what, what will it be, never comes
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| but will I arrive? |
| for who will it be, and will it be? |
| like a rain that
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| does not fall down, which is not lost, but goes more? |
| up and flood the sky.
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| Any story? |
| yes, God what knows:
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| If God believed in me, maybe a moment,
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| I would be most holy if God believed in me.
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| I would be very strong if God believed in me!
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| The day? |
| always full ,? |
| still too full,
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| the day? |
| full of red traffic lights.
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| Is there who the hell is there? |
| done already ?, c '? |
| who is saved as can ?,
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| but how much is missing!
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| Let's give a pair of wings to the ugly ones that the beautiful ones fly down, yours
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| justice? |
| a doubt,? |
| a probability? |
| daily bread.
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| If God believed in me maybe a moment
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| I would be most holy, if God believed in me.
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| If he were like me, maybe a moment
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| I would be great if God believed in me! |