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Colors come and go
First encounters eternal mysteries
You fade with the sun
Thinking that you are hiding is part of the game
On Monday you search, on Tuesday you lie
On Thursday I find you and it begins again
We turn around
Measuring our fear
We turn around
And we never touch the sun
The years come and go
The same nudes of tired bodies
We allow ourselves to forget
That the sea of u200bu200bdesire hides in a veil
On Monday you search, on Tuesday, you lie
On Thursday you meet and start again
We spin around
Measuring our fear
We spin around
And we never touch the sun
We spin around
A gyroscope of temptation
We get confused when we speak without listening
The voices that scream behind the sigh
We wear ourselves out without knowing that it is temporary
If you cross the sky in shooting stars
On Monday you search, on Tuesday, you lie
On Thursday I find you and it starts again
We turn around
Measuring our fear
We turn around
And we never touch the sun
We spin around
Measuring our fear
We spin around
A gyroscope of temptation