Frau
whispers
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The man with papercuts who lives nearby
Wonât remember what you said
The tales of joy you probably meant to tell
To him, would just easily fly by
Born to a crystal clear nice family
His whole life honest, at least he tried
His office may seem like a boredom to us
But itâs his sweet dear lullabye
Somethingâs better when you think it is
Somethingâs nicer when your mindâs king has cast off his guards
Listen, listen, they come whispering
Listen, listen, listen hard.