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• Artiste: Transgender
• Titre: A Dream Made Of Water
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(lyrics by Paola Valandro) Sleeping young sailor while you're sailing on your pillow amid this bush of sea-weeds take a look at my blue scales. Down here under the ocean I feel nostalgia far from your mind I dream myself made of flesh. I belong to the water as you to your blanket but I swim through your thoughts every night with the sea-foam; and when the dawn takes me back rivers of blood explode into my veins I'm your disease, as you can feel I'm still under your ship you know me, a siren can't sleep. Maybe you hear my voice but you can't touch my skin you can't believe that your dream has turned to something real. Delirium and fever that flow from your body are food for my nature 'cause I consist of desire; but when the dawn takes me back rivers of blood explode into my veins I'm your disease, as you feel I'm still under your ship you know me, a siren can't sleep.