Possiamo barattare respiri e silenzio
saltare dardeggiando il fuoco
essere noi nel vischio della Luna
nell'aria spaziosa
o nelle pastoie dell'universale dilemma_
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As stiff as toys
And tall as men
And swaying like the wind torn trees
She talked about the empty world
With eyes like poison birds
She talked about the armies
That marched inside her head
And how they made her dreams go bad
But oh how happy she was
How proud she was
To be fighting in the war
In the empty world
The empty world- The Cure
And tall as men
And swaying like the wind torn trees
She talked about the empty world
With eyes like poison birds
She talked about the armies
That marched inside her head
And how they made her dreams go bad
But oh how happy she was
How proud she was
To be fighting in the war
In the empty world
The empty world- The Cure