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Autumn ... lazy ...

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So let me travel somewhere in the infinite Next to that mountain I see every day out the window Climb steep slopes And then look where my body is not scratched As I breathe in the fresh strange air Forget about the gray everyday life Enjoyment of the spilled palette before my eyes That's how to travel to me forever You drive, and I'm barefoot on the dashboard Listen to the Beatles and Elton And to count continuously green trees Let's sleep in the old chalets of the sleepless beds And the only warmth is your hands So get me crazy To the place where the wind will hug me And the rain will kiss me Where the world will make sense. So live for me ...

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