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I run and I speed up, through the night
Without the moon and the car, he is my jailer
I told him that I cheated, today I will be back late
And I come back and it breaks me to think that you are not here
Or that you are not alone princess of birle
Master in laughing at the one who gives you a ball
Nobody wants tornas that I argue in abundance
If my wills don't want the leftovers.
What fault do I have that you are so fierce
A theatrical turn has given my life since I met you
What's my fault that you're so crazy
I have been a true man
Who tries not to break down what he touches
I have been a true man
Until I kissed your mouth, your mouth
Confess and admit that one season
Autosuggested you also loved me
Or so it seemed, today who would say
Always so elusive or on the run
Maybe others will like that inconsistency
The null interference that is now your enjoyment
Take it all down like the escapist
The fake tourist who flaunts in the choir.
What fault do I have that you are so fierce
A theatrical turn has given my life since I met you
What's my fault that you're so crazy
I have been a true man
Who tries not to break down what he touches
I have been a true man
Until I kissed your mouth, your mouth
I wish you a good year and may heaven guide you
Now without my laugh as you did in the past
I wish you a good year, I wish you and I miss you.
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