All this mess , I am in , makes me weak Again I cure my strength to storm my will O Friend, you gave me that little love, it grows in me The way you looked...I'm afraid but I'm circuling....
I'm humming to you Like a sirenmoon Only one I've got is my voice inside
I'm going to you I'll be closer soon in my worn-out hat go on my hitch-hike
I trip with my wooden sticks – they seem my cheeks Carrying the violin in my breast...to breathe Hiding the zither in my fingerprints to touch the guitar holds my arm but voice is my heart....
I'm humming to you Like a sirenmoon Only one I've got is my voice inside
I'm going to you I'll be closer soon waiting for the sun blue bird in the sky…
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