The fur of the constellations pulls the thread.
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You couldn't close me.
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How did you let yourself be forgotten
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How much gold to get?
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The door is open, the way is far,
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An ember is smoldering in the heart.
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Front sight, barrel, bolt, trigger -
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Everything is ready, we must swim!
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And the sun will never be able to burn as brightly,
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And dolphins turn their backs on me,
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And if I don't understand the dolphin's speech,
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Then I'll drown and immediately cool down like steel.
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The cries of seagulls will be waiting
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How to tear me to pieces.
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How could he not sell himself.
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Behind me is the sound of the wind, the rustling of the waves.
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And in the teeth of a shark trunk,
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But my cartridge is in the clip.
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Not alone, my friends are with me -
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Here are the dolphins, I'm with them!
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And the sun will never be able to burn as brightly,
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And dolphins turn their backs on me,
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And if I don't understand the dolphin's speech,
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Then I'll drown and immediately cool down like steel.
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And the dolphins will be waiting
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To take you with me
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And with their smile they pour strength in the heart.
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Their transparent bright look
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Bright, pure, hot and holy.
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I hold on, swim and drink the look of dolphins.
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The bottom is deep, far to the shores,
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Smoke of gunpowder in placers.
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The back of the dolphin will suddenly cool down.
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Only here is a chain and a whip.
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We will not be expected.
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I will swim.
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Drown.
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I'll make it, damn it.
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Only steel is not sharper,
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Heavier than water.
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What a pity
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Be sicker
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After all, water is not smoke!
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A field of mines, sparkles of spins, waves, anchors.
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Wedge wedge, I forgave mountains and seas.
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Lived and rotted, swam and howled, crept to the moon,
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He knew that he was sleeping, that he said that “I won’t drown!”.
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And the sun will never be able to burn as brightly,
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And only dolphins turn their backs,
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And everyone wants to shed all the bile here,
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And only dolphins don't shoot in the back! |