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When you are not in the morning
They are dyed of sad songs
They are like the slight perfume
That for a moment he bathes you and marks you
When you are not in the morning
They are dyed of sad songs
Trace, footprint
Of the wandering steps
of the finder of signals
never time is lost
Just one more bend
In our illusion
Eager to forget
never time is lost
never time is lost
Just one more bend
In our illusion
Greedy for love
never time is lost
never time is lost
When you return the mornings take flight
Maybe it's time
From the gentle breeze that caresses your arrival
Until your departure
If you come back in the morning they dress
Of happy songs
They disguise themselves as smiles they are the right breath
That appease the pulse
They are the joke or the hand of destiny
If you come back in the morning
They are dressed in happy songs
Trace, footprint
From my wandering search
that without you i don't find signals
never time is lost
Just one more bend
In our illusion
Eager to forget
never time is lost
never time is lost
Just one more bend
In our illusion
Greedy for love
never time is lost
never time is lost
never time is lost
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