| She sleep in the rivers bed, drunk of her sadness
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| Her head head the dwelling of deepest torment, of deepest lament
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| Caressing the water like ice, she shakes her head until
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| Her spirit finds the reason of her fright
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| The words you meant to tell will never be
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| Your dreaming of violence with secret the ocean has the key
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| The evil hand hangs on your ship
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| «We're so diffrent, when I’m cold an silent
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| Your’re setting a fire to dry your heart»
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| They’re jumping an dancing and loving and kissing on an on
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| They’re dying and bleeding and hating and sighing on an on
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| «I take back my trust in you, I take my trust in you»
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| She swims in the rivers bed, posessed by her feelings
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| The moon fades in the gloomy expense that dreft her naked skin
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| Caressing like marsh, she journs her hands until
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| Her body finds the reason of her thrill
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| The words you meant to tell will never be
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| You’re diving in silence like a mermaid in the dreary sea
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| The evil hands inside of him
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| «We're so diffrent, when I’m cold an silent
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| Your’re setting a fire to dry your heart»
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| They’re jumping an dancing and loving and kissing on an on
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| They’re dying and bleeding and hating and sighing on an on
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| «I take back my trust in you, I take my trust in you»
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| She died in the rivers bed, drowned by her sorrow
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| The waves carried her body in shreds, her soul will follow
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| An the words he meant to tell will never be
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| He’s diving with sadness in unknown, dark and spellbound seas
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| The fading moon will shine on him |