There are some words how they hurt
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How wounds in your heart
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If someone else tells you, you don't mind
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You're a broken glass when I say a word
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I can't collect, you will hurt you too
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sometimes incomprehensible
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How do lovers die how do they live
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Which victories are the main ones
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The truth flew, the lies fell
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Will we live long, we are also injured
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sleep baby sleep sleep baby sleep in my bosom
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Let the nights not reach the morning
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Let our room be the sky and our bed the cloud
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sleep baby sleep sleep baby sleep in my bosom
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Even though it's our last night, this is tomorrow
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Let your hair be my forest and your eyes my sea
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sometimes incomprehensible
|
How do lovers die how do they live
|
Which victories are the main ones
|
The truth flew, the lies fell
|
Will we live long, we are also injured
|
sleep baby sleep sleep baby sleep in my bosom
|
Let the nights not reach the morning
|
Let our room be the sky and our bed the cloud
|
sleep baby sleep sleep baby sleep in my bosom
|
Even though it's our last night, this is tomorrow
|
Let your hair be my forest and your eyes my sea
|
sleep baby sleep sleep baby sleep in my bosom
|
Let the nights not reach the morning
|
Let our room be the sky and our bed the cloud
|
sleep baby sleep sleep baby sleep in my bosom
|
Even though it's our last night, this is tomorrow
|
Let your hair be my forest and your eyes my sea
|
sleep baby sleep sleep baby sleep in my bosom
|
Even though it's our last night, this is tomorrow
|
Let your hair be my forest and your eyes my sea |