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Once (12 settembre 2008)
Once upon a night
a towel in my hand
I stood not that far away
from your humble loving sight
Once upon a time
I was kneeling
at your side
I have bend my knee no more
as the cloth being so dirt
by the mask of dirt you wore
I stand still beside the pool
looking at reflected gaze
of you now being so cool
And your head, your face once pale
turned black from lips to hair
by the feelings you just sale.
Once upon a night
a towel in my hand
I stood not that far away
from your humble loving sight
Once upon a time
I was kneeling
at your side
I have bend my knee no more
as the cloth being so dirt
by the mask of dirt you wore
I stand still beside the pool
looking at reflected gaze
of you now being so cool
And your head, your face once pale
turned black from lips to hair
by the feelings you just sale.
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