I walked with my eyes on the ground
You always had your nose in the air
And that's how we knew each other
We each had his guitar
We weren't far from a train station
It was chance that wanted it
And you told me when their wings died
br/>The butterflies go where the wind carries them
We took the first path that came along
And when night fell
On the railway track
We were far from the city
We only heard notes
And the sound of our boots
Under the motionless full moon
We passed through the weeks
Like real funfairs
Without even thinking about returning
We got lost in the clouds
Like birds of passage
To follow the sons of a day
And so as not to have crazy people overthrow us
We took the side roads
Even if they are never the most short
And when night fell
On the railway track
We were far from the city
We only heard notes
And the sound of our boots
Under the still full moon
And sometimes I remember
Those who released the dogs to us
And threw stones in the face
They didn't stop anything anyway
Since the only job we love
It's bohemia ¨me and the journey
And when night falls
On the railway
We will be far from the city
We will only hear notes
br/>And the sound of our boots
Under the motionless full moon
And when night falls
On the railway track
We will be far from the city
We will only hear notes
And the sound of our boots
Under the still full moon
Under the still full moon

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