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Paraguay is not what it used to be, and neither am I.
We will not regret missed opportunities
No more slow dances to dance to
Those who remained, either death or love got them
We saw it moving away on rough waters
The last great sailing ships, there are no more
The Japanese, the Battle of Midway
The Fakirs of Bombay, Hemingway's novels
French songs, even the priest of Camaret
Botticelli, the virgins of Italy
The loves of Ophelia, the great fires of heresy
The return of a Messiah and the farewell of a friend too
Paraguay is not what it used to be, nor are we
Don't cry over the waters of Niagara
Our past loves have disappeared
Minarets, the secrets of Tibet
The Burghers of Calais, the Finnish saunas
America to the English and then all the Bogey films
Origins, divine punishment
The sailors of Messina, the breasts of Messalina
The Sabine convoy, the victorious soldiers at Bouvines
Nostalgia, all melancholies
The awakening of Asia, Boulogne with transvestites
You have to live with your life, music in California
The Japanese, the Battle of Midway
The Fakirs of Bombay, Hemingway's novels
French songs, even the priest of Camaret
Botticelli, the virgins of Italy
The loves of Ophelia, the great fires of heresy
The return of a Messiah and the farewell of a friend too
Minarets, the secrets of Tibet
The Burghers of Calais, the Finnish saunas
America to the English and then all the Bogey films
Origins, divine punishment
The sailors of Messina, the breasts of Messalina
The Sabine convoy, the victorious soldiers at Bouvines
Paraguay is not what it used to be
We will not regret missed opportunities
Paraguay is not what it used to be
We will not regret missed opportunities
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