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Swept away with the tide
I found the absence of light
On the verge of an abyss
Trying to hold on
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Whenever you're not around
The emptiness is filling me
It makes me want to run away and hide
I'm searching for my other side
Which I know that I'll no longer find
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Out of the blue, with wings on his heels
A messenger comes, bearing regrets
For the time that he steals
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החיים הם לא כמו
פג'וייה
הם כמו בננה
הדוד משה
בהירהורים
חקלאיים |
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