| Ah, tis but a dainty flower I bring to you
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| Yes, tis but a violet glistening with dew
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| So in our heart our love for you lies unrevealed
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| A stale romance and the solitude we share
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| Have dragged you to the beach to find me there
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| Every promise undone glittering in the sun
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| In the golden sway of violence
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| That morning you came and you stood in disbelief
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| In longing and shame
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| The presentiment of grief
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| To forgive and to define this treachery of mine
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| You took off your clothes in silence
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| This sweet blue secrecy, the demands of destiny
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| Now who will serve your pleasure, who will serve your greed?
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| Now that the men you treasured belong to the fleet
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| And watch the morrows tide, that frail and beautiful bride
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| What a very strange season this is
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| From the tender axe of springtime, defying the snows
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| To the streaming summers, hatchet she rose
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| Now all covered with lime under an indifferent sky
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| We smother everything in kisses
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| Will we know eternity? |
| Will we forge a way to see?
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| Will we know eternity? |
| Will we forge a way to see?
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| Porque te debo, cada ataque aprendido, cada batalla
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| Porque te debo, cada ataque aprendido, que en la lucha te di
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| Who will serve your pleasure, who will serve your greed?
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| Now that the men you treasured belong to the fleet
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| And watch the morrows tide, that frail and beautiful bride
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| What a very strange season this is
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| From the tender axe of springtime, defying the snows
|
| To the streaming summers, hatchet she rose
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| Now all covered with lime under an indifferent sky
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| We smother everything in kisses
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| Oh, we smother everything in kisses
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| (Porque te debo, cada ataque aprendido, cada batalla)
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| Oh, we smother everything in kisses
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| (Porque te debo, cada ataque aprendido, que en la lucha te di) |