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So beautiful to look
the shadows the bars make
while I put my ears into
the center of your walk.
If the world is upside down
sanity had to be found,
and a pinch of madness
to know love you more.
Yesterday I wrote you a letter
today I write you this song.
Tomorrow we have a date
where time is stolen to love.
We'll fly without moving,
and wherever we have to sign
I'll get a little wound
with blood covering the sea.
To leave in writing, tha I'll not give up...
And put blood to the weep, of those who love without being able to love.
To leave in writing, tha I'll not give up...
And put blood to the weep, of those who love without being able to love.
This voice cannot be quiet.
Neither the wall nor the glass,
Outside you're missed,
freedom is crying.
And the we'll leave each other,
If we want to,
we never left them
their chains are of salt...
A salt that melts down
with tears of salt,
from your groan and mine
on vis-a-vis fortnightly
on vis-a-vis fortnightly
on vis-a-vis fortnightly
To leave in writing, tha I'll not give up...
And put blood to the weep, of those who love without being able to love.
To leave in writing, tha I'll not give up...
And put blood to the weep, of those who love without being able to love.
And put blood to the weep, of those who love without being able to love.
