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Last dance Oh my sweet torment, No point in fighting, you start again Im but a meaningless being Without him Im a bit troubled I wander around alone on the subway A last dance To forget my great misery I want to get away, everything to start again, Oh my sweet torment I stir the sky, the day, the night I dance with the wind, the rain A bit of love, a drop of honey And I dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance And in the noise, I run and Im afraid Is this my turn? Here comes the pain In all of Paris, I abandon myself And away I fly, fly, fly, fly Nothing but hope On this road in your absence Try as I might, without you my life is nothing but a meaningless shiny decor In this sweet torment Whose offences Ive paid in full Listen to how great my heart is Im a child of the world I stir the sky, the day, the night I dance with the wind, the rain A bit of love, a drop of honey And I dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, dance And in the noise, I run and Im afraid Is this my turn? Here comes the pain In all of Paris, I abandon myself
Posted on: Tue, 21 Oct 2014 03:08:04 +0000

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