22 lines
561 B
Plaintext
22 lines
561 B
Plaintext
lonely accordion
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Again stopped everything until dawn -
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The door does not squeak, do not break out the fire.
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Only heard - on the street somewhere
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Lonely wandering accordion:
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Then go to the field, through the gate,
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Then return back again.
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Like looking in the darkness someone
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And it can not find a way.
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Blowing off night coolness
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color flies thick with apple trees.
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You admit you need someone,
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You tell young accordion.
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Maybe your joy far,
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I do not know if you're waiting for it.
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Why do you wander alone through the night,
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Why do not you let the girls sleep? |