| Well, my Blue
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| You were a little raw but still real
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| Never in a deal with 'excavator, no one aside, no one owes
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| You were, all in all, well-armed
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| What can I say, I don't know anyone like you today
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| Ready to, without reckoning, unravel the weak at noon
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| And like Gary Cooper, he came out in front of the barbarians
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| Yes, here and there I remember the girl we know
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| A whimsical rainy summer, seventy, a year of cancer
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| When did school love leave me because of the Cops?
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| Come on, it was a long time ago, since then the seven seas have merged with the Danube
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| While the sail of my coat was driven by the stormy sea, the winds blew
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| Two or three stars landed on your epaulets
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| And then came the priests, then the cannons, then the thieves
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| And the whole world was distorted
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| Predators crawled out, then liars, resourceful people
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| But who dared to remind you what you are
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| Only the first in the class is well remembered
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| I don't know, Plavi, it seemed to me that Belgrade was celebrating
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| Great Easter of the Spirit, all those graffiti, and then the Cordon
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| In front of those children like in front of a chord
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| You know what's next, yet She was something worthwhile
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| So when that June we didn't fight over her part
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| Are we going now, because of these desperate authorities?
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| It's the turn of these freaks, with a bag full of tricks
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| Nothing worthwhile will be worth it
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| Is there really no way
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| Before the invasion of the commoners
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| Well, you're trained to arrest that Sediment
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| Not to let them issue you a warrant
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| Sorry, Blue, I sometimes send a heart to report head
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| From the old society, nothing, some are broken, some are played
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| Ma. |
| you are great, brother, if you really sleep peacefully |