| Intermitting red flashes of a streetlamp
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| Lit my vienna hotel nights
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| In room 115 with empty TV channels
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| Dreaming of you between fear and hope
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| We saw your imperial majesty fading in the dark
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| We saw your liberty excess twinkling in the sun
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| Reflecting sparks in modern crystal dreams
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| What a town, what a dream…
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| And we saw your biggest wheel
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| Turning from earth to the cloudless sky
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| Above cats and opera phantoms
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| We saw your white Wagner’s church
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| Where a stony devil and a crossed God
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| Are the eternal guardians of the trespass
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| My last fear, my last dream…
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| I saw your eyes, I saw your shadow
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| Walking across pasts, reaching our times
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| I heard the rhythm of your heart
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| Beating across pasts, joining our times
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| We saw a rainbow house in your streets
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| The third skin of a hundreds of waters
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| Was a madman’s colourful dream
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| You play your own melodies as a waltz
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| In the alleys we walked through
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| You often play some others waltz
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| Between planet systems and kings courts
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| I saw your crossroad of centuries:
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| You are so rich, you are so poor
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| You are so full of life, you are so soulless
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| In your cage of memories and history
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| Hiding the evil behind your palace disguise
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| I saw your eyes, I saw your shadow
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| Walking across pasts, reaching our times
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| I heard the rhythm of your heart |