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I sing and sing 
music for you somewhere out there 
you love, melancholy 
love of my memory 
when the rays of sunrise 
caress my cheek 
and the day is like a flower 
that slowly blooms 
you love, melancholy 
love of my memory 

hands rough of my soft skin 
love touches me touches me 
when the far away sun 
burns with far away fire 
and the afternoon sleeps 
away its time 
when food on the table 
is dark like your stare 
you love, melancholy 
love of my memory 

you appear on the ceiling 
and come rest on my chest 
my eyes close but I never rest 
your gaze above me, 
burning coal of a dream 

you love, melancholy 
love of my memory 

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