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Too beautiful, much too beautiful is our love
You know it well, it sounds fake like a duo of comedians
Too big, much too big to be true, our nothingness
Organized like a novel of absurdity
Of absurdity
Love when it's a game under the full fire of a poor bed
Why want to hang paradises there?
We think we believe it then one morning we realize
That it's nothing but a bonfire, which has gone out
Who died out
A nothing, it would take almost nothing to pick up
The big curtain and the big top collapse
But no, but no, but you wait and I wait
May one of us find the courage to free one beautiful morning
These two puppets
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