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DescriptionRIP Indio Solari ?️?
•*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••* In this film screened on a white night, The stubborn son of your enemy, The very executioner dines in style, A crystal night that shatters into pieces. ✬ I didn't dream it, yeah, He stood up straight and toasted to your luck. I didn't dream it, yeah, And offered himself better than ever. ✬ Please don't look, And don't turn on the light, The image has disfigured you. ✬ This film presents an exquisite image, Those kids are like tiny bombs, The worst road to the parakeet's cave, For people who can't sleep at night. ✬ I didn't dream it, yeah, You were running aimlessly adrift. I didn't dream it, yeah, Blind eyes wide open. ✬ Please don't look, And don't turn on the light, The image has disfigured you. ✬ The final editing is very curious, It is, in truth, really entertaining. You move through the dark crowd unaware, Tyrannizing those who have loved you. ✬ I didn't dream it, yeah, He stood up straight and toasted to your luck. I didn't dream it, yeah, And offered himself better than ever. ✬ I didn't dream it, yeah, You were running aimlessly adrift. I didn't dream it, yeah, Blind eyes wide open. ✬ Please don't look, And don't turn on the light, The image has disfigured you. •*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*
•*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••* In this film screened on a white night, The stubborn son of your enemy, The very executioner dines in style, A crystal night that shatters into pieces. ✬ I didn't dream it, yeah, He stood up straight and toasted to your luck. I didn't dream it, yeah, And offered himself better than ever. ✬ Please don't look, And don't turn on the light, The image has disfigured you. ✬ This film presents an exquisite image, Those kids are like tiny bombs, The worst road to the parakeet's cave, For people who can't sleep at night. ✬ I didn't dream it, yeah, You were running aimlessly adrift. I didn't dream it, yeah, Blind eyes wide open. ✬ Please don't look, And don't turn on the light, The image has disfigured you. ✬ The final editing is very curious, It is, in truth, really entertaining. You move through the dark crowd unaware, Tyrannizing those who have loved you. ✬ I didn't dream it, yeah, He stood up straight and toasted to your luck. I didn't dream it, yeah, And offered himself better than ever. ✬ I didn't dream it, yeah, You were running aimlessly adrift. I didn't dream it, yeah, Blind eyes wide open. ✬ Please don't look, And don't turn on the light, The image has disfigured you. •*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*"*••*
