The dove was wrong,
it was wrong;
by going north it went south
it believed that wheat was water,
it was wrong.
It believed that the sea was the sky
that the night the morning;
he was wrong, he was wrong.
That the stars were dew
that the heat, the snowfall;
he was wrong, he she was wrong.
That your skirt was your blouse
that your heart was her house;
she was wrong, she was wrong.
She fell asleep on the shore
you on the summit of a branch.
He was wrong, he was wrong.
That your skirt was your blouse
that your heart was his house;
He was wrong, he was wrong.
He was wrong , he was wrong.

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