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| Picture by Svante Oldenburg © |
I feel down to-night, but
it is just to-night,
I miss a hug
your hugs
I miss my heart
where is it?
where in the middle of nothing?
maybe you keep it
maybe it is with you
with your flute in a tune,
singing out of this Earth...
maybe inside you bag
maybe inside your soul
with your eyes looking around
shining out of this Earth...
I miss my heart to-night...
where is it?
is it with you to-night?
how far you are
how close to me
look up the moon!!!
she is who connect us
when you play, and I dance...
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