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So you arrived at the party and turned around, threw away everything
your body
melted into drinking glasses
and the funeral became a fairy tale
took your shoes to the hall
marched inside in your high heels
when you sneak up on someone
and you walk with bare toes
someone hums at you jealously
your beautiful mouth just hums to it
mmmm... mmm...
Aino, they all worship you
town stories tell
that woman gets what she wants
they say she's the only one
I don't dare
do what she wants
doesn't elm follow
Aino of all time
No name of the place where you are
I don't need you, you don't have a watch
you make yourself feel good
while others are on loan
br/>not from the book "The Secret of Charisma"
you can't get instructions in vain
what is that kind of beauty
which requires a manual
flows like water down a goose's back
bad the talk isn't just that
not bad all around
Aino, all of them...