| Let the rivers of sadness carry water to the oceans of sadness.
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| I will stay here forever, in the same direction.
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| Let this pain not let go
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| The past confuses consciousness.
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| But I will remain forever enchanted by your breath.
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| That's how the days go by.
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| He was born to teach you to suffer
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| And make happy.
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| You can't forget me
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| You will hate me
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| And love through tears
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| My sad angel was sitting on the shore,
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| Burying your face in your knees,
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| Feet in hot sand
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| Wings in sea foam.
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| Closing your eyes with your palms,
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| Yours is silent.
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| The sky no longer beckons
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| Sinking in the sunset sea.
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| It's time to leave. |
| And through a whisper:
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| "I cant!"
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| Leaving wings here on the shore
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| And leaves a string of footprints at the edge of the sea.
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| Love took wings and gave grief
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| We are enchanted wanderers of our fantasies.
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| Please kill me gently, euthanasia.
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| The magical world of dreams opens its arms to us.
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| And you keep me carefully,
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| Just like I do you!
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| But these kisses are passionate
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| promised by you.
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| After all, I don’t remember the smell of other women for a long time,
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| Alien women.
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| If there was something with me
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| It was in another life...
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| We pour sparks
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| Watch out for splashes
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| And sometimes we lie
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| But we try so hard to be sincere.
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| I am fascinated by the tenderness of that spring before last.
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| I have not been on the piers with ships,
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| But you promised
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| that they are waiting for us
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| And they won't sail anywhere.
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| My sad angel is in sorrow.
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| It's time to fly. |
| well.
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| I will wait for you here
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| When will the rain stop
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| My sad angel was sitting on the shore,
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| Burying your face in your knees,
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| Feet in hot sand
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| Wings in sea foam.
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| Closing your eyes with your palms,
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| Yours is silent.
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| After all, the sky no longer beckons,
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| Sinking in the sunset sea.
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| It's time to leave. |
| And through a whisper:
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| "I cant!"
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| Leaving wings here on the shore
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| And leaving a string of footprints at the edge of the sea,
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| Love took wings and gave grief
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| I am fascinated by the early morning
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| Your scent is sweet.
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| And I'm ready to give you everything
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| out of regret and remnant.
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| You are fascinated by my caring look.
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| My sad angel, I'm sorry
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| We can't stay close.
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| Your light remains in me
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| And I won't waste it.
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| I'm dying but
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| I do not regret, do not call, do not cry.
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| sad voice,
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| Eyes shone with tears, |