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Every failure, every inaccuracy
Every detail everything under control
Every success, every approximation
Every scene under supervision
Chance put on the disguise of a butterfly
That in flight he surrendered, releasing his effect, caressed us
You can't imagine what I would be like if I had waited
One more second for love
Neither my gestures nor my own voice
Not even my kisses would be both today
Chance put on the disguise of a butterfly
Which in flight gave itself, releasing its effect on us caress
Chance put on the disguise of a butterfly
That in flight gave itself over releasing its effect and caressed us
If you want to come with me to look for the exact formula of reality
Try to write to others, make sure that no one hears us go
Every question of every answer from every person
Of every planet, of every reflection
Of every comet, every wish, every star