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Small openings of light behind these grey monuments, |
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the fog heats our fatiguing breath. |
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You feel the frozen wind that it breaks the leaves, |
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I listen the noise, that turns him into an only voice. |
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An only river of minds sustained by tired bodies, |
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it is rady to complete their daily duty. |
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Difference is the problem, difference is absurd. |
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As if everybody are hidden behind a mask, |
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the day is turned as a dancing carnival, |
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the night becomes the saloon of the sin and the desires. |
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The apathy and the tiredness make us live without real objectives, |
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the colors and the lights delude us to live in a perfect world. |
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I look you, I am looking you, your look is closed, |
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look me, who I am? am I as you? |
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My eyes are closed, you are faded. |
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My eyes are closed, you don't have colors. |
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My eyes are closed, you don't have breath. |
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My eyes are closed, your view is closed. |
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Take my hand, you must believe in me, |
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I want save your destiny. |
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Delineate your conformation, you are anybody now. |