I entered the church
And I saw no one there
Let the gaze fade from the plaster of the statues
I know a place where there is no there is nothing above
I still think of you
I should have been wary of the winds that swirl
Of these stones that cut hidden under the sleeping water
Of these bits of streams that become ports
I still think of you
I was told that everything fades away
Luckily time passes
J 'would have learned that it takes a long time
But time passes fortunately, fortunately
I met the beggar who lost his way
In my rain coat I look a little like him
br/>And then I have your image stuck in my eyes
I still think of you

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