Laughter I hear hearts I hear atmospheres
Clashes in the tempo not knowing what to do anymore
It's in the tempo (x2)
Stop the tempo of beating hearts
There are dreams that you let slip away
Stop the tempo of ticks and tocks
There are laughters that you let fall
I see that it's drifting among dreamers
I hear rhymes loaded with errors
Drifting, there are no more reference points in the spirit of the times, nothing left to do
Laughter I hear hearts I hear atmospheres
Clashes in the tempo not knowing what to do anymore
It's in the tempo (x2)
Stop the tempo slipping and there's a world lacking direction
Stop the tempo turning the page and there's a world lacking vipers
I see that it drifts among dreamers
I hear rhymes loaded with errors
I see that it drifts there are no more cues in the air of time, nothing left to do
Rich people among dreamers, Rhymes loaded with errors
I see that it's drifting, there are no more references in the air of time nothing left to do
Laughter I hear hearts I hear atmospheres
Clashes in the tempo no longer knowing what to do
It's in the tempo (x2 )
Stop the tempo of the beating heart
There are stories waiting for you
Stop the tempo that deceives time
Surely not fair and you feel it
br/>Time comes and goes
It smokes, it shows off and it rhymes
Sol la si do, there's no tempo, there are more stories that keep the rhythm ...
I hear this fishy one which (?)
I take the piano by my lasso
I leave the guitar which stings a far
From the house packs up
I don't hear landing
He puts his eyes on me
On my silence and his smile
Simple tempo of the beating heart
I hear laughter, hearts, atmospheres
Clashes in the tempo to no longer know what to do with them
Laughter, hearts, atmospheres
Clashes in the tempo to no longer know what to do with them
Laughter I hear hearts I hear atmospheres
Clashes in the tempo to no longer know what to do
It's in the tempo (x5)

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