| And when that cry of hers, pathetic answer to my no
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| It became a green Eden that a street corner obliterated
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| I stifled my sensitivity
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| Behind the statue of liberty
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| And that statue already had a name and green eyes
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| Between a half smile of a man who knows
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| "Just tell me what you want"
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| And it was death for him too
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| And unfortunately I lose you too
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| If you confuse worlds: love and property
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| You lose me
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| And even more alone, without them and you
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| I, desperate, with a winged cloak, run over a mountain
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| And with open arms and closed eyes, throwing myself, as I can, I help myself
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| I will see cornflowers among the wheat, rice come out of the water
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| The earth is full of love, even if it weeds in the seed, the seed has
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| of exclusivity
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| And they will certainly talk about depressive syndrome
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| Or more simply, they will say that another crazy woman died
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| But I will only have looked elsewhere for that contact
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| That I don't find here, that I don't have here ...
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| Time machine, you lose the pieces and you don't know it
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| The mad are the wise and vice versa now
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| I know that uncertainty kills any intoxication that arises in us
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| The sense of life, confused and humiliated, has now been lost
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| Between the threads of a fabric of rites and fears, of anger and prayers
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| We are, we are, we are alive and we must remain so because
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| Planning your life in one day means dying that day with you
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| And I never want to lose anyone and nobody who ever loses me
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| And unfortunately I lose you too
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| You lose me
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| And even more alone, without them and you |