I lick my lips
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They dried up, wild dry land
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I look around the clubs
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Tama party, their mother, they have a baby
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I'm in the car, the passenger
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I shoot out the window at them everywhere feast
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Calls on the pipe "Bibi-Lena"
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Potoma, who loves pain, bitch, Ira
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Indestructible mega-den,
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Abode of dinners and garbage dumps in one
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The cloister where the fen owes years of rainbows
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And make cavaliers kind of booze bow
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I was running here, little
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Byro in the hands of baking with water,
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Peace in the soul of heaven
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But time flies inexorably like an arrow
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Now I have money and pain in my bosom
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Dry became all from the inside, the other became
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I'm daddy pain, will run across the field
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The lady is dissatisfied, I say, wash yourself
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A layer of soot, but not given to me
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A layer of soot with hateful insults
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I'm starting to understand at a dead end that
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There is no more beautiful than those days in a dream
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I'm in the car, the passenger
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In a city covered in grease
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Stupidly minutes killing outside the walls and roads,
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alive forgotten by me
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I'm back there in the field with you
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Head gone far
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I am a concrete castle by hand
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Broke, ran away so easily
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Coolness over the fields
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The wind licks the happy salt
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I, dear, do not need gold,
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Only here you stay with me
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Coolness over the fields
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The wind licks the happy salt
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I, dear, do not need gold,
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Only here you stay with me
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I'll tell you about my paradise
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Which is waiting for me, I hope it's somewhere far away
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Where green meadows are everywhere
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I run naked into the wind
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In sweat on those tall carpets of flowers,
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Under the dome of the stars
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And we enveloped people with the aromas of daisies
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The island of dreams ... And its miracle lies in flowers by the river
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The kind that throws out the gold
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That tongues grow numb in the mouths
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I, in order to see now this miracle has ruined
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And sacrificed heaps of time
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I, to be forever near, perished
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And now this is my miracle!
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Girl, flower girl
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Knocking on my left, no urine
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I kiss her breasts on a bed of roses
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The sunset wants to hide us
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For us to burn again
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Already burning many nights here together
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And then give us the world again light
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And I will weave a wreath for the bride
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I want to throw everything at my feet
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There is sadness inside of me
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Soul, yes head, yes body in honey
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The pritor asks from the rocks
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I'm on coals, we burn in a world of desires, groans and dots
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My paradise is to bury your nose in the navel
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And the mouth is full of honey, we started, two pieces,
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Two poles of the world, two axes,
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Two sweet tongues
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A river flows ahead, stars and clouds from above
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You are the leg, loved for ages
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And the mouth is full of honey, we started, two pieces,
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Two poles of the world, two axes,
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Two sweet tongues
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A river flows ahead, stars and clouds from above
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You are the leg, loved for ages
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We have an eternity to love
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There is an eternity left to love.
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We have an eternity to love
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There is an eternity left to love.
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We have an eternity to love
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There is an eternity left to love.
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We have an eternity to love
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There is an eternity left to love. |