Country, as she is
One evening she surprised me more than usual
She kidnapped me and confused me
Her changing aesthetics
Her being simultaneously exact
The city air
That makes her a bit more alive, but suffocates me
This light that warmed my thoughts and kept me in check
Now it's just a decoration

Tear my head from the clouds
Then hide me
Beg me, throw me, light me, listen to me, surrender, eliminate me
But remember that the Aurelia is too cold when it's evening
You can't do as you please
Soon you won't be twenty anymore
And life becomes a job

I do as she does
I transform and amaze myself at every change
It doesn't matter where the sea is and I care little
Where the wind blows
Then in the evening she stands up and makes that expression that
I thought I would never see again
And it's okay to fall in love or to die
It's a smile, maybe a melancholic grin
(That suggests a desire to dance, -or die)

Tear my head from the clouds
Then hide me
Beg me, throw me, light me, listen to me, surrender, eliminate me
But remember that the Aurelia is too cold when it's evening
You can't do as you please
Soon you won't be twenty anymore
And life becomes a job

How do you do it
Maybe one day you will forgive
I wait

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