Ananas
Drs. P
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It was evening in Vera Cruz and the city had settled down
And the voices sounded no louder than whispers in the trees
In the dark, a light melancholy bloomed and scented the air
And the sky was full of memories and old dreams
Every seaside town has its own unplayable melody
During the day, when it's bustling, a vibrant symphony
But at night, a vague tune with the sea's roar as the bass
In an unforgettable song of happiness and nostalgia
It was evening in Vera Cruz and we were sitting on a terrace
Oh, you didn’t say much and mostly stared at your glass
I understood the shift in our relationship
And I also felt the longing that I read in your eyes
If you’re still wondering what that longing was all about
I can tell you one thing, it wasn’t for pineapple
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