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Pensive you Alone in a crowd Wipe out the distance Thinking out loud Can't hear a thing The beauty of a portrait And you alive Melancholy girl
Melancholy girl, melancholy Melancholy girl
Distant you So near to me Language and french film Your simplicity Your giant eyes Like massive rooms I'm infatuated Melancholy girl
The art of listening Tranquility Vanishing poets Will appear for me
Poets, crying buildings Poets, movies and you
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