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Slowly the fever rises in me
gradually my vision clouds
the beat stops in my chest
and my lifetime shortens
and my lips tremble from cold
and my legs have no reflexes

I have reached a state of coma
because of her love that is a sweet poison
she caught me with a kiss on the mouth
and filled my blood with poison
she got tangled in my arms suddenly
she left among the people one afternoon
search for her wherever she may be search for her
for my life is ending and the antidote is her
search for her ...

search for her wherever she may be search for her
for my life is ending and the antidote is her
search for her

I'm spinning and falling into a tunnel
hearing a murmur of people
commenting there is no remedy
the poison has reached their minds
she caught me with a kiss on the mouth
and filled my blood with poison
she got tangled in my arms suddenly
she left among the people one afternoon
search for her wherever she may be search for her