The wave is running on this shore
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The wave is running and something is delirious
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And the stars fall behind the gate
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And the bucket in the sky is upside down
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And the thoughts were mixed in my head
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And barefoot with a bottle of whiskey
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We're exploring this shore
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The wave is running and something is delirious
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Around water, sand and stones
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And, measuring time in sips
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And everyone around was blown away by the wind
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We were drawn like a magnet
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To each other, and now to the shore
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The wave is running and something is delirious
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And the stars fall behind the gate
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And the bucket in the sky is upside down
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Another sip and we're on fire
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For one, two, three
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Then do not wait and do not yearn
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Burn with fire your third Rome
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catch my rhythm
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Dance, dance, dance, dance
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Dance Dance
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We were strangely close
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Taking one potion with poison
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Now we take whiskey
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And the thoughts were mixed in my head
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Around water, sand and stones
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And, measuring time in sips
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We're exploring this shore
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The wave is running and something is delirious
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I want to sleep and not wake up
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Go to sea and never return
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Or just come back together
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So much more interesting with you
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There are so many things with you
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Around is not crowded at all.
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Without squares, train stations, stations
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Without all these civilizations
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Another sip and we're on fire
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For one, two, three
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Then do not wait and do not yearn
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Burn with fire your third Rome
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catch my rhythm
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Dance, dance, dance, dance
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Dance Dance
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Dance, the wave runs to the shore
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The wave is running and something is delirious
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Dance, the star flies behind the gate
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And the bucket in the sky is upside down
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Dance, thoughts are mixed in the head
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Pass the whiskey bottle
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Pass the bottle of poison
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We don't need anything else
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We don't need anything else
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Whiskey spins, spins, spins
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With you, I'm not close here anymore
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And the bucket in the sky fell into place
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Pass the whiskey bottle
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And you read my mind
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And the stars fall behind the gate
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And the bucket in the sky is upside down
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Another sip and we're on fire
|
For one, two, three
|
Then do not wait and do not yearn
|
Burn with fire your third Rome
|
catch my rhythm
|
Dance, dance, dance, dance
|
Dance Dance
|
Another sip and we're on fire
|
For one, two, three
|
Then do not wait and do not yearn
|
Burn with fire your third Rome
|
catch my rhythm
|
Dance, dance, dance, dance
|
Dance Dance
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Dance, dance, dance, dance
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Dance Dance
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Dance, dance, dance, dance
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dance |