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7TH MOON | 6TH MOON |
| The seventh moon It was that of Luna Park the twilight was advancing from the fair to the bar meanwhile the Holy angel blasphemed the pollution that I breathed muscular but fragile. Poor angel, poor wings | The sixth moon It was the soul of a wretch that cursed being born, but he smiled. Four nights without dinner with hands, with hands, stained with carbon. A lady touched the breast and stained and laughed Believing the patron. |
5TH MOON | 4TH MOON |
| The fifth moon I was so scared It was the head of a lady that feeling near death the pool played. It was big and elegant, I was not young, I was not old maybe sick I was probably sick because I was bleeding a bit from the ear. | The fourth moon it was a prisoner's rope that walking, followed the rails of an old train. His feet were bloody and hands, and hands, and hands without your gloves, but do not be alarmed the sky is serene and there are not enough prisoners. |
3RD MOON | 2ND MOON |
| The third moon they all went out to look at her it was, it was that big that more than one I think of the Eternal Father. The laughter dried up, and the lights were fused and hell began, people fled to his house because for one night I return the winter. | The second moon the panic I am among the gypsies, there were some that even I amputated a finger. Others went to the bank to do some operation, but what confusion, most of them with their children and their dogs They ran to the station. |
LUNA ULTIMAThe last moon he saw only a newborn with deep, black, round eyes and I did not cry with big wings I take the moon between his hands, between his hands. He went flying out the window He was the man of tomorrow. He went flying out the window ... | NOTES(Thanks to Johnny for this letter) Songwriters: Publisher: Powered by LyricFind |
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