Day breaks
On the dreams of those who are not there
And no longer hears the sea
Sleep comes out
In every room and over the cities
To avoid hurting oneself
And while the sun will come
The wind warms up
And on the hands will fall
A bit of time
Where everything makes sense
There is feeling
Day breaks
Among the doves and the genius of speaking
For those who always make love
Day breaks among the boys
They will have to learn
Where the sheets are
And while the sun will come
The wind warms up
And on the hands will fall
A bit of time
Where everything makes sense
There is feeling

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