The Clean Sky Of May
See me labelled by facial features, by skin
By my nation whatever it costs
As my whole life’s derived from original sin
I could easily be so much worse
That you won’t even notice me in the crowd
And subsequently I wouldn’t you
We’d be wasting our time each on different cloud
Watching life slowly passing us through
Then one day, as it usually happens at day
We come closer like never before
While our clouds dissolve in the clean sky of May
We can stay for a little bit more.
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