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Me without you
Me without you
It's not a joke
I find myself like this
With a hole in the heart
Without willing to go
And neither to stay
With the smell of the sea
Inside the nose and further down
In the folds of the soul
That remembers and it hurts
God, how bitter was the salt
I find myself like this
Without wings nor hands
But still not won
Waiting for tomorrow
Something an event
An encounter, someone
No, you cannot live
Without ever anyone who
Tease you gently
The overbearing mistress
In the mind that sits
Inside the heart and directs
An orchestra always celebrating
Always celebrating, ah
A party with you
With lights and people
Me happy of nothing
The memory hurts
God, how bitter the salt tasted to me
Me without you
Me without you
It's not a joke
And i find my self this way
With a hole in the heart
Without wings nor hands
But still not won
God, how bitter was the salt
Without you
Me without you
It's not a joke
Me without you
God, how bitter the salt tasted to me
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