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Love And Drink
In the host of the night
When it is quiet everywhere
So quiet that you think of death
Then I'm still wide awake
Hent over glasses
And my thirst is still too great
There is one kind of happiness
That never lets itself be drowned
She still won't leave me alone
It's late and it always will be
So that I still like the last one
With the glass on my heart
That will always burn
Of what it desires
Of love and drink
In the heat of the day
When it is quiet everywhere
So quiet it seems on noise
Look up at the sky
Which is red, yellow and blue
And which revolves wildly around the earth
There is one kind of happiness
/>Who never lets herself be pushed around
She still keeps me from my bed
In a corner of the room
The bottle is already waiting
It's fixed at night have prepared
With the glass on my heart
That will always burn
Of what it desires
Of love and drink
With the glass on my heart
That will always burn
Of what it desires
Of love and drink

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