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Second week in a bed |
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My hands are pieces of marble |
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I spoke to lady on a bridge |
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But she was singing: taridadada |
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Oh please leave me alone, I have plans for the future |
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Single lady with a wounded soul |
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Why are you wearing this black colored collar? |
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We've been sharing one saddle for several years |
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But I still don't know where we are going |
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We've been sharing one saddle for several years, my love |
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But I still don't know where we are going |
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Back to the start of the way |
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It doesn't seem so unusual |
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Back to the start of the way |
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To our childhood rooms |
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Moon is so close to the top of the wave |
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Close to the roof of the lighthouse |
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Moon is a spectator of our weird scenes |
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Of our weird love |
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Oh please leave me alone, I have plans for the future |
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Single lady with a wounded soul |
[03:31.86] |
Why are you wearing this black colored collar? |
[04:03.07] |
Back to the start of the way |
[04:07.67] |
It doesn't seem so unusual |
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Back to the start of the way |
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To our childhood rooms |