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| Annie-Dog | |||||||||||||
| Faces all around me A language I can't even speak The noise of fall right in my ears I hide my face and run away To reach your laugh, Your breath, your eyes To fight the cold Of a November night Windy people beside me My tears go back to the sea The silent rain falls down on me I grab a coat and run away To reach your arms, Your warmth, you love To fight the cold Of a November night |
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