| I stood at the kerb trying not to disturb
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| The dark carnival crew and a glittering voice
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| Far off there said, «Rejoice»
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| «As the casualties are but few»
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| Going to tell you now
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| Before I forget myself
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| I could let you loose
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| But the key won’t undo the lock
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| And the face of the clock
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| Seemed to merrily mock
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| These five minutes with you
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| Mi padre sabía
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| Y me lo susurro
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| Vete a Montevideo y espérame ahí
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| Por dónde empezar?
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| Escuchando siempre están
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| Por cinco minutos o mas
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| Si te atreves
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| La sirenas lamentan
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| La plaga que encuentran
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| Las balas caen
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| Y te harán desaparecer
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| El faro oscurece hay poca esperanza
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| Cinco minutos con vos
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| My father would know
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| So he whispered it low
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| «Go to Montevideo and wait for me there»
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| How can I begin?
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| They’re always listening in
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| For five minutes or more if you dare
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| Now the sirens wail
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| There is a fever in the winding sheets
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| And the bullets hail
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| And they pull you right off the streets
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| Our chances are slim but the searchlights will dim in five minutes for you
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| The propeller was droning, I woke up alone
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| They opened the door and they threw me through
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| And down I went down, like the twist of a screw
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| Down into the silver, above me the blue
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| And you stood there waiting but you never knew
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| Five Minutes With You
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| They can scatter the earth and find nothing of worth
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| Wipe out those years of triangular tears
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| The colours will fly
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| And the wild wind will cry I’m strapped to that mast
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| Knowing they wouldn’t last for
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| Five Minutes With You |