| In the morning I was counting stars, yes,
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| Stars were blanc-white (?) and I want to get there
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| In the black sky
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| And I want you to know
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| Morning stars now
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| The morning stars are shining above your head
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| It’s me who plays them on the heaven,
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| 40 and 11,
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| Is a lie there, is (there) no one to deserve?
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| I stay silent, coming out of my nerves …
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| All the music
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| And the magic can do
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| All overnight a mistake, ah …
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| Would you go far away from home?
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| Would you go that far away home, back again?
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| I love you as nobody else, as nobody else…
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| You know, the magic can do,
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| And all the music can do,
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| And all the melody sigh …
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| The morning stars are shining above your head
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| It’s me who plays them on the heaven,
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| 40 and 11,
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| Oh, our love is silent,
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| And music and novel …
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| My heart’s overburdened … |