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A nervous evening settles down |
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Calling a wind that deprives |
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All the dust and all the soil |
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Away from my soul |
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A thousand sprites dance in my head |
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Don't understand a word they call |
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Only you can make them fall asleep wherever you are |
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A taste like ginger in the air, |
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Here, where gold was mined |
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Drenched by tainted games we used to play |
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A taste like ginger in the air, |
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Where gold was mined |
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Drenched by tainted games we used to play |
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To kill the sadness... |
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Pictures rising from the past |
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Calling a wind that deprives |
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All the dust and all the soil |
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And make me want to smile |
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I grab the pillow at my side |
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Your voice is in the air |
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I can't feel an ending treasures scattered everywhere |
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A taste like ginger in the air, |
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Here, where gold was mined |
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Drenched by tainted games we used to play |
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A taste like ginger in the air, |
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Where gold was mined drenched by tainted |
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Games we used to play to kill the sadness |
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To kill the sadness... |
