Skinny, don't stab me, your daggers
In the back, so deep
They don't hurt me, they don't hurt me
Far away, in the center, from the
Earth, the roots, of love
Where they were, they will stay
Between, don't forget me
I left our Aprils forgotten
In the back of the closet
In the guest room
Those were golden times
From a better past
Although I was almost wrong
And I tell you little by little
Don't lie to me, don't tell me the truth
Don't stay silent
Do not raise your voice, nor ask for my forgiveness
Although I almost confess to you
That I have also been a companion dog
An ideal dog that learned to bark
And to return home, so I can eat
Skinny, don't stab me with your daggers
In the back, so deep
They don't hurt me, they don't hurt me
Far in the center, from the Earth
The roots of love
Where they were, they will remain

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