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Kiss you with mandragora lips Sleep silly girl, do not cry Listen to the man with no name singing a vilatile lullabye. Sip a strong nightcap of depromel Dream, two-time girl, magic dreams The hypnagogoic hallucination taking an old lover's silhouette, it seems. The swing of a soft pendulum will be lazily synchronized with a rotation of our galaxy You think they have compromised? Remembering a homeward scenery in the midst of a stranger's body odor that smelled sensual once, now turning into disgust, thru the trap of a gene decoder. Sleep silly girl, do not cry Your days are all told and numbered simply sung in golden slumbers. Sleep silly girl, do not cry Into the night, you have merged I am singing you a pretty little dirge. |
| 2002.07.19 |