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Marcel Khalife
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The pigeons fly
The pigeons fly the pigeons descend
Prepare the land for me so I can rest because I love you until I'm weary... Your morning is fruit from song and this evening's made of gold And we are ours when a shadow enters its shadow in marble, and when I hang myself it is myself I resemble on a neck that embraces only clouds. Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com You are the air undressing before me like tears of grapes, you are the start of a family of waves gripping the shore and estranging itself, and I love you, you're my soul's beginning and you're the end
The pigeons fly the pigeons descend
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