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Who or what am I?
Before I am this guy, a singer, this or that, I am
the Now, This mysterious unknownable This.
My heart longs for the truth, for love
of this eternal moment
The days, they move upon my soul
oh it's a waviest ride
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At night my heart cries for this nameless This
The Opening of Opening
I surrender all to this
How can this be spoken?
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זה לא יפה
ולא נאה
וככה לא עושים
בכלל.
לא ידעת?
לא שמעת?
אז תשאל.
סלוגן ילדים
רטרו. |
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