Morning, summer, color dream, sun
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Touches the bristles on the face
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reluctance to wake up
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There's another story at the end
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The earth is spinning hysterically
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She used to spit on me,
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But don't be upset
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And it's not time to wake up
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sleep
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And see crazy women
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Those who watch from the underground with pain
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How supermen circle above them in shifts
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And they save the fairies without noticing how they melt
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Someone's tears in a small hole
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I look with envy like a gray cat
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Doesn't save the world, but just eats
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He is like me, I would like to stroke him
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And feed from the hand, but will not take
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He sees crazy women
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Those who watch from the underground with pain
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How supermen circle above them in shifts
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And they save the fairies without noticing how they melt
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Someone's tears in a small hole at dawn
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How cool it is to miss someone
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There are first fruits in spring
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It's cool to jump with children on a trampoline
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Believe in the power of good
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It's cool to shake someone's warm hand
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It's cool to be someone's best friend
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And even hug in public
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With those with whom it's time
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But here it is, a window under the roof
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There, in the closet, he hangs a shift on the wall
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And every evening he sobs into the mirror, not knowing
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Why is no one hugging him
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Lonely old superman
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All my life for change
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All life without replacement
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