"Water on my lips,

sweet fingers open my eyes, my heavy eyes

We smile like it was the last smile on earth, the smile of a blue heart, blue skin, blue songs.

(...)

Never breathe that air from another one

Never felt those eyes playing with my soul

Blue to be breath, blue to believe,

Blue to be felt by you, blue to be touched by

Someday,

sometimes

somewhere."

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