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[I]what an evening
what a wonderfull red sun
what's the meaning
what the hell have i done
and i 'm feeling
i am papa's missing son
such an evening
why do i need to run[/I]
People walking
children playing on the square
nothing special
just your dark waving hair
and i am feeling
i am so happy to be there
in a corner
singing such a song and stare
the suffusion
of the light on your eyes
just not daring
to disturbe this paradise
i bet you,
i smile n throw the dice
and i tell you
that it allways feel so nice
win or loose you
makes no difference to me
as this evening
the right answer is "to be"
for a sunset's
shake or just sit down n see
growing flower
and a shy little tree
[I]what an evening
what a wonderfull red sun
what's the meaning
what the hell have i done
and i 'm feeling
i am papa's missing son
such an evening
why do i need to run[/I]
voices singing
in the winter hidden spring
notes of evening
dancing on a winded string
red sun diving
leavin in my heart the sting
all the sweetness
all the colours i can sing
red lights shining
mirage waving on the sea
goldfish swiming
in an ocean , so free
and then darkness
there is nothing i can see
just your light touch,
fingers runnin over me
and i am feeling
so happy to be here
in this evening
sweeping just a little tear
that i miss you ,
that i miss you so much dear
such an evening,
such a sun n u arent here..
[I]what an evening
what a wonderfull red sun
what's the meaning
what the hell have i done
and i 'm feeling
i am papa's missing son
such an evening
why do i need to run[/I]
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