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Already from the first round
getting used to the mat
it marks the face a bit
but the public is discreet
I was thinking about this
I work in petrol.
What will I do with it
How will I love it
How will I become
Older
Mirror test
Too bad for the joy.
But I am a train
I won't be able to be a man
I will let
let her speak and say
I will give her flowers
not pieces of my life.
Oh no, eh no.
Something that runs
further than me
and a man doesn't go
that far
he wakes up and then runs
more than me
he was already close for some time.
Rocky Marciano
did not know the carpet
I have signs everywhere
but the public is discreet
I'm not him
not like alcohol
it's not petrol.
But I'm a train
I'm too much of a man
I'll let him talk and say
between flowers and chocolate
and they are stories from my life.
I already know.
Something that runs
more than me
and a man doesn't go
like that far away
he wakes up and then runs
more than me
he was already close for some time.
Something that runs
more than me
and a man doesn't go
so far away
he wakes up and then runs
further than me
he was already close for some time.