Notte Blu Blur Blue Night
Un the blue of the night...
Inside, the sound of mirrors,
sing of time, words of love ...
No blur...
There outside,
shipwreck of souls, hearts
in arrhythmia ...
Chaos...
There outside,
neither singing nor laughing,
only cold body blood ...
Inside the joy lives in fever
and tender is the night ,,,!
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