I think the moon is already very high
And the caress is missing
A trip to the humidity
I think that at night I wake up
cold, exposed
Froping around darkness
I think the rain is falling
and I'm smiling
Letting myself get wet
I think it's going to keep me awake
A finger here, a lip there
That I lost you, that you are no longer here
That I already lived
That you are leaving
I let a few hours pass
Watchful pupil
In case I didn't care< br/>Your time got into my time
Moments and moments
That do not want to pass.
And here is the crane
Lets go again
Sing and moans as it flies
I think it's going to keep me awake
A finger here, a lip there
That I lost you,
That you are no longer here
That it is now vivi, you're leaving.

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