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  • Artist Info: Here I am, anchored Forty bells ring out between soul and sternum my eyes burn exposed to infinity.<br />
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    Burned, blinded, draw your silhouette with fragments of horizon The minutes slip,falling, without respite.<br />
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    Dreaming is our time ...<br />
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    and the nightingales sing infusing strength at low tide:<br />
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    "Do not turn around, you still,<br />
    Do not go yet<br />
    He also feels the call<br />
    dying love<br />
    in their window. "<br />
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    And here I am, anchored with my eyes burned And the minutes creep.<br />
    And it sounds since our time and the nightingales sing ...<br />
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    Come soon or I will be changed by a pillar of salt.
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