Scorching heat
Ramped earth
The afternoon burns in his hands
Dry and passionate
Cry of a song
Tuned nostalgia
The ambassador sky
A stringed guitar snores in the distance
Morena, mermaid goddess
Lightweight she moves around
Red openworked watermelons
Everything here is cheap, life costs nothing
Party is the poison, it is in their skin
They fly like flies in honey
In this vision there is no tomorrow
How the future is diluted
How the future is diluted
br/>Fever, fever, fever, fever
Fever, fever, fever, fever

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