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• Artiste: Asaf Avidan
• Titre: Lost Horse
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All my body's undulating Back and forth but it’s too late and There's no cure and no sedating All this pain we're generating This prolonged, insane, grotesque thing That we wrongly have been naming "love" Honey, this ain’t love, no Pretty soon, I will be feeding On the taps your little feet in Silver boots make when they're fleeing town And I can't get around to being Much surprised by memories speeding On the road on which we're bleeding Love, honey, this ain't love I want you to hold me Perpendicularly only A sundial for the gods We were born, born to fail I want you to hold me Perpendicularly only A sundial for the gods We were born, born to fail It's raining cats and dogs and lightning Strikes my heart and sheds some light on To the fact it ain't so frightening How there hasn't been your pretty sight in So much time, my teeth are whitening From the blood we shed while biting Love, honey, this ain’t love I want you to hold me Perpendicularly only A sundial for the gods We were born, born to fail I want you to hold me Perpendicularly only A sundial for the gods We were born, born to fail I want you to hold me Perpendicularly only A sundial for the gods We were born, born to fail Only Born to fail I want you to hold me Perpendicularly only A sundial for the gods We were born, born to fail