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The sky is without a shepherd
Your eyes stare at its languidness
Your soul hopes for gentleness
But she is a runaway beast
I am going to limbo on Fridays
And all the other days that I can
Come with me, poor dizzy
If you want you can say goodbye
To this distraught beast
Bewitched
Without calm and without rest ever
Bewitched
Without calm and without rest
I have somewhere in a notebook
Mathematical inscriptions
Some laws of probability
To relieve the eccentrics
Whose soul is carried away
Bewitched
Without calm and without rest ever
Bewitched
Without calm and without rest
Bewitched
Without calm and without rest ever
Bewitched
Without calm and without rest
My joy is a tender one
Bewitched
That of lying by your side
Without calm and without rest ever
And if the end must one day come
Bewitched
It is at your side that she must seize me
Without calm and without rest