Hjaltalín - Ethereal | Текст песни

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Could it think, my heart?
Then it would stop my heart.
Don't you ever wish it would lie?
So it would bring back the sight, of your sensual self,
the self that was always in the way, of you loving me.
By now it's all torn into shreds.
But I guess you'll have to puzzle me.
And then it would bring back the time,
when it was just you and me. Just you and me.

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