Англия, Америка, Япония
Gentle sunrays, the soft sound of birds The nowempty layout that you loved The pieces of paint that have fallen off The two stained plates we bought We put a tight lid On every means pf play that we were used to The wide room that revives us Is so bright its as if nothing happened Were getting out of the cage thats gotten tight Will we smile in exactly the same way Im thinner now than I am in the old photos The lines on my face and the thickness of my eyelids are different And you, your waistlength hair Looked like an amber mane I thought I could paint out The deeds from those lonely days Hidden behind my sharp eyes With a paint called me Were getting out of the cage thats gotten tight Will we look for the same kind of people again I love you so Were getting out of the cage thats gotten tight Dont look for me anymore, wherever I am Ill let you out of the cage thats gotten tight Will you smile in exactly the same way
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