Le Couleur femme

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My delicate fingers
Grase your ebony skin
They talk to me about you
I don't understand them
The curtain closes
And your lights go out
But at night I dream of you
Without me
You left there
I loved this look
Who gave us this hook
Every time a problem
Who scared the hell out of us
One last time
The sun sparkles
But the night of dreams of you
Without me
You went there
I tasted the sea
Smoke of feelings
I couldn't do anything about it
My eyes and the ocean
One last time
Under a sparkling sky
But at night I no longer dream
Of you
I am part there

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