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- There was a girl as blue as the sky
- She loved cats and Leonard Cohen
- We spoke a lot about love and war
- And of the things she knew
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- Death brushed our wings
- And our lives entwined
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- She was prettier than Helena
Christensen
- And Anderson’s little mermaid
- A part from her, there is no need that
she bruise
- Being the fiancé of the Prince of
Elseneur
- She told me of her nights in the
Sierra
- While I drew for her all the rocks
- One finds on the hills of Hydra
- To speak of Celine’s cat
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- Death brushed our wings
- And our lives entwined
-
- She was prettier than Helena
Christensen
- And Anderson’s little mermaid
- A part from her, there is no need that
she bruise
- Being the fiancé of the Prince of
Elseneur
- She wanted everybody to be heroic,
- Inteligent, and good looking too
- She stated that one day she would not
come back
- And the tears rolled down from her
lilac eyes
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- Death brushed our wings
- And our lives entwined
-
- She was prettier than Helena
Christensen
- And Anderson’s little mermaid
- A part from her, there is no need that
she bruise
- Being the fiancé of the Prince of
Elseneur
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- A part from her, there is no need that
she bruise
- Being the fiancé of the Prince of
Elseneur
- (c) Thierry Séchan,
- Translation by MarK Bunbury, Ireland, 10/2000
- All rights reserved - Any other use prohibited.
