Black Maloka - Shangri La | Текст песни

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• Black Maloka
• Shangri La

You can call me silly or whatever you like
You can steal my thunder, you can grab another bite
You can burn my pictures until nothing remains
You can cut me into pieces, you can throw my stuff away

You can sell my soul and buy another pair of shoes
But don’t you ever tell me my Shangri La bothers you

You can do my laundry or whatever I crave
You can hold my umbrella, you can be my loving slave
You can give me your kidney if something happens to mine
You can turn my winter into shiny summertime

You can cheer me up or join me in my solitude
But don’t you ever tell me my Shangri La’s not for you

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