J'aime bien la nuit
et quand nous dormons
avec plaisir
apres l'amour
et quand nous sommes
heureuse et puis
un haut en ciel
la lune sourires
pour nous

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One baby in two arms
of three years olds and four
degree the water and plus five
the air and six minutes there
and seven safeguards
sorry, eight
and nine o'clock, not yet
and ten black children
watching
the end

Across the street
I go with you
through city of my dream

Sun's beaming shine
I drank some wine
And lose the sense of mind

But I have no fear with you
And I see no one but you
And I can see the love that comes from you

Let your kiss fly...
and touch the windows of singles
with its smack sound and tingle
someone's dead feelings once
more... and let it
shape on cheeks
of two chosen luckys
little hearts and lips
so when they meet
each other by chance
they will probably kiss...

When nobody cares what's going inside
your heart in moments you need to feel care
when you are supposed to be satisfied
at least when somebody notice you're there...

and you want to scream and let go the fear
but something has hanged in you on a string
and you want to feel the hug, and comfort
yourself with the same bizarre haunting thought

that you lead a life, full sunshine and light
that cannot be led by someone who's blind

you comfort yourself that you hear the birds
and voices, and music a deaf person don't

you comfort yourself you can easily achieve
the peak of a hill of which ******* dream

you comfort yourself that you feel the life
with all its misfortunes and cravings and trials
and when you're sitting at sunset on shore
you know the path of the sun's chosen your
unapparent figure as aim of its tour

and feeling of life can pierce to the bone
when you tries to fancy where're people who've gone...

He had a funny beardish face
when child told lies
it turned to grey

so, children
You must be aware
don't lie to him,
he's beast of prey

but story goes
when child poked nose
his face turned red
hilarious

so, children, listen,
don't poke nose
or you'll be redden
to your toes

but story goes
the end is close...

when child called names
his face turned gloom
and started he
producing boom

so, children,look
the end is soon
restrain yourselves
or you'll be doomed