Do you want? And I will kill you
I Will only leave your photos
After, I Will buy some glasses with francs
And Nobody Will see the eyes

Painful It won't be - I promise
But you Should send greetings
Call More often
From the sky About the weather

The ones wearing epaulets will look for me
Even the friends will forget the name
All the doors to decent homes will be closed
But what are these slanted gazes to me?
I am outside the law
I am the weatherman.

Painful It won't be - I promise
But you Should send greetings
Call More often
From the sky About the weather

Do you see how it's turning out
April, but sidewalks are skating rinks
If you can't be God
I will be.
Kill, but promise me

Painful It won't be - please try
I will come in the dreams with the rains
Will Call More often
From the sky About the weather

Painful It won't be - I promise
But you Should send greetings
I will come in the dreams with the rains
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