| Which day I look at the wall
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| I don't sleep, I don't eat, I smoke cigarettes.
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| I see it all in a nightmare,
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| Or maybe you forgot about me?
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| I'll call you and ask how you are
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| And you will answer me with a smile - yes, everything is fine with me
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| Well, how can I be, tell me how to explain all this?
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| And how can I lure you, dear, into my nets?
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| Every evening you run
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| In sneakers into the distance.
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| I will meet you, so you know
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| Don't run away from me, my dear!
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| Which day, in a row, I sit at the kitchen table
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| Where is this gentle voice, this velvet tone.
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| I don't want anything and I don't ask for anything,
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| Suddenly, quietly, out of place, the phone rang.
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| Hello, hello, baby, well, hello, how are you,
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| I set the table, where, bastard, were you?
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| How can I be, tell me how to explain all this?
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| And how can I lure you, dear, into my nets?
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| Every evening you run
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| In sneakers into the distance.
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| I will meet you, so you know
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| Don't run away from me, my dear!
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| Every evening you run
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| In sneakers into the distance.
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| I will meet you, so you know
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| Do not run away…
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| Every evening you run
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| In sneakers into the distance.
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| I will meet you, so you know
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| Don't run away from me, my dear! |