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Текст и слова песни Sarah Slean – Yellowbelly

A veil of strands of hair so rare
Aveiled and stranded there nowhere
You speak to me of fate
We even set a date
Could not tell Michelle

I never said and you pretended not to hear
I chose not to reveal for fear
You speak to me of dreams
You speak to me of schemes
And I fell Michelle

We swim in sands of hope relentless grey
And what would Freud say?
He'd say "You speak to me of dreams
You speak to me of schemes"
And I fell Michelle

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