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That night I was afraid of shame
And
You played so gentle and started the game
Your cigarettes
And growing rates
Did not promise us happy ending
You touched thin strings of my soul
And raging wind
Replaces calm
So slowly fall into the night
Intoxicate, bewitch my mind
Where every breath is going crazy

Gentle, so much gentle grace
When falling in space
Full of: insomnia, datura ,
Shiver and no sorrows.
Even if there are no doubts
It’s a story about:
Whiskey, piano and a gentle lie

But it’s still the game on thin ice
I stopped the play without cry
The broken vase
And fallen grace.
Goodbye, and come back to oblivion.

Gentle, so much gentle grace
When falling in space
Even if there are no doubts
It’s a story about
Gentle, so much gentle grace
When falling in space
Even if there are no doubts
It’s a story about:
Whiskey, piano and whiskey, piano and gentle lie

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