Plait the night into your hair,
Plait the gold,
Become silky heaven
And fly high!
Your fingers, like rain in May,
Like a breeze above the palms,
You do not give me fall down
By your hugs.
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Did I dream it all? ..
Why am I today left alone!?
Has anything changed in the sky? ..
Are we no longer a family!?
Why are you no longer mine? ..
There is a secret world on your lips
Drinks me drop by drop ...
I do not want to stop,
The truth will not reach me ...
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