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Текст песни "With You, Within You" |
When the Libra moon is high
And your ashes like the petals blow
And I spill myself like holy wine
In an audience with your pilgrim soul
And I'm with you within you, with you
And when you stare up at the satellites
And your almond eyes are sad as coal
I'm with you, within you, with you
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