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I wait for you sitting in the same corner
And overdressed as if it was Friday
We didn't arrange to meet up
But I have the full intention of seeing you
My eyes don't stop looking and looking
The flint darkness of ideas
Looking for more holes inside this hole
Looking for a light in the middle of this sky
My dear, my dear
Poor of my dear
My hands, I keep them because I'm cold
And they feel weird inside the pocket
An hour and a half already passed
You haven't appeared, my instincts have failed me this time
But my instinct doesn't know of lovers
But my instinct does not know that ...
Living life without you
It's something like dying
It's walking without looking
It's like singing without hearing
It's talking without breathing
It's eating without digesting
Because I discovered that you are the perfect form
The exact measure, just made for me, and it's like that
My dear, my dear
You do not know ...
Living life without you
It's something like dying
It's walking without looking
It's like singing without hearing
It's talking without breathing
It's eating without digesting
Because I discovered that you are the perfect form
The exact measure, just for me (living life without you)
And it's something like dying
It's walking without looking
It's singing without feeling
It's talking without breathing
It's eating without digesting
Because I discovered that you are the perfect form
The exact measure, just made for me
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