| A nervous evening settles down
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| Calling a wind that deprives
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| All the dust and all the soil
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| Away from my soul
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| A thousand sprites dance in my head
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| Don’t understand a word they call
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| Only you can make them fall asleep wherever you are
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| A taste like ginger in the air
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| Here, where gold was mined
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| Drenched by tainted games we used to play
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| A taste like ginger in the air
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| Where gold was mined
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| Drenched by tainted games we used to play
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| To kill the sadness…
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| Pictures rising from the past
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| Calling a wind that deprives
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| All the dust and all the soil
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| And make me want to smile
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| I grab the pillow at my side
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| Your voice is in the air
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| I can’t feel an ending treasures scattered everywhere
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| A taste like ginger in the air
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| Here, where gold was mined
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| Drenched by tainted games we used to play
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| A taste like ginger in the air
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| Where gold was mined drenched by tainted
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| Games we used to play to kill the sadness
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| To kill the sadness… |