| I'm so used to living by you, by you.
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| Meet the dawn and hear how you wake up not with me.
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| It became so easy for me to breathe through the open window
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| And repeat to her only one thing:
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| Do you know along the night roads
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| She walked barefoot, not sparing her feet.
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| His heart is now in your hands
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| Don't lose it and don't break it.
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| So as not to carry along the night roads
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| Ashes of love in the hands, knocking down the legs in the blood.
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| His pulse is now in your eyes
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| Don't lose it and don't break it.
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| And in January, let the gray rain beat against his window.
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| Let him not hug me, but remember all the same.
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| And let me accidentally say my name aloud,
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| And let him be silent, that he still remembers.
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| And outside the window the damned rain burns the lanterns.
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| My gentle boy, forgive me for this trembling.
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| And let through the tears whispered a quiet goodbye,
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| Don't forget, don't forget.
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| Do you know along the night roads
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| She walked barefoot, not sparing her feet.
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| His heart is now in your hands.
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| Don't lose it and don't break it.
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| So as not to carry along the night roads
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| Ashes of love in the hands knocking down the legs in the blood.
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| His pulse is now in your eyes.
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| Don't lose it and don't break it.
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| Do you know along the night roads
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| She walked barefoot, not sparing her feet.
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| His heart is now in your hands.
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| Don't lose it and don't break it.
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| So as not to carry along the night roads
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| Ashes of love in the hands knocking down the legs in the blood.
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| His pulse is now in your eyes.
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| Don't lose it... |