| August has come around to our doorstep
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| Not with heavy iron rings
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| And waited patiently
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| And now is ready to depart again
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| Ah, Saturn to depart again
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| Because, my love, you were not here
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| This house is a ghost house where your spirit moves about
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| through my mind because your body canceled out
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| And now, naked here, I wait for you
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| My flesh a naked window here waits for you
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| Because, my love, you are not here
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| August has come again to our doorstep
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| Not with heavy iron rings
|
| And waited patiently
|
| And now is ready to depart again
|
| Ah, Saturn to depart again
|
| Because, my love, you were not here
|
| This house is a ghost house where your spirit moves about
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| through my mind because your body canceled out
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| And now, naked here, I wait for you
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| My flesh a naked window here waits for you
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| Because, my love, you are not here |