| Come, come, gentlemen, to see the eighth wonder:
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| He is called "man", he also moves his fingers
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| And I must say that he looks like me
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| Come, come, as long as there is eternity
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| As long as there are tickets available
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| You don't pay, it's my biggest attraction ...
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| But creating them wasn't easy at all
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| I put together some poop and some angels
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| And luckily they didn't break right away
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| Like my first galaxies and dinosaurs;
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| What are they doing in the world? |
| Nothing, they love:
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| I don't know why, but I liked this rule;
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| But the most brilliant idea was the soul
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| With that there who cares even if they die
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| Papaparaparapapapara
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| Papaparaparapapapara
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| Uhè, uhè, uhè, uhè, uhè
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| But your head doesn't come out of the clouds
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| And the evening prayers are not enough for us;
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| And we're alone here, with all this music
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| Colors and verses that we invent so as not to get lost;
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| There is a bit of confusion about the origins
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| And we don't understand what we are doing here:
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| If it is ours alone or if loneliness is more yours
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| Your unhappiness of being and not living
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| Papaparaparapapapara
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| Papaparaparapapapara
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| Uhè, uhè, uhè, uhè, uhè
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| Well, you have to understand them ... it's their "first"
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| I'm a little excited ...
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| However, after the show they can also be visited ...
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| Please do not get too close ...
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| Not to give him anything to eat ...
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| And not to give them any other ideas, because they already have mine
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| We look at each other in the eyes
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| To understand how much time we have
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| If the day left behind
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| That's exactly what we wanted;
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| If at the end of the trip
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| There will be something like a memory
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| If all the kisses, the hugs, the goodbyes
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| Remain suspended in the air ...
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| But we look each other in the eye
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| It doesn't matter how much time we have;
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| It doesn't matter if the day left behind
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| That's exactly what we wanted;
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| If at the end of the trip
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| None of your stars
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| He will never remember it
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| Why the kisses, the hugs, the goodbyes
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| They are our history, they are us, us, us
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| Papaparaparapapapara
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| Papaparaparapapapara
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| Uhè, uhè, uhè, uhè, uhè
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| Eh, though, if you take it like this ...
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| And then I go away ...
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| In short, by God, the best thing I do ...
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| And I do it badly ... But it's not possible ...
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| You were doing so well that I had even thought of
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| I've been thinking about you for an eternity ... did you come off as crap?
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| I don't do you anymore ... next time I don't do you anymore
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| And that's your cock ... |