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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