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What else would I want than to join your body with mine
and for your little mouth to tell me I want to stay with you.

She in her green suit,
green with hope
hope that doesn't come,
hope that ends
hope that dies behind the skin of a pillow
old tricks of an innocent who knew a bitter night
today my theme is about her...

And galloping rides on the back of the night
the great little artist goes
long coat, well-dressed and a big car
and everything his zipper can give.

Tell me if you want it or you don't want it
you are not the weather vane that moves wherever it can
you are like a leaf that falls, breaks, and dies for his kisses.

Behind the pages of an old book
lies a rose dried out of love
and on the walls of his old room
disillusion grows in him.
a good memory leads to I love you but on his forehead he only carries thorns
he sinks in mud because he believes
he's stepping on the ground, dressed up to hide his wounds.

Just as the sun warms the water in the puddles
she slowly consumes herself with the cruel passage of time
that she still hasn't realized that the ship has sunk
that sailed smoothly on February 14.

And galloping rides on the back of the night
the great little artist goes
long coat well-dressed and a big car
and everything his zipper can give.

Tell me if you want it or you don't want it
you are not the weather vane that moves wherever it can
you are like a leaf that falls, breaks, and dies for his kisses.

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