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The Sea of my one night: ,,,,,, The sea was calm and blue like a woman's heart Her shore a bikini-clad woman waiting for sunset Cat eyed girl looking for me looking with a fixed gaze The rocks could hear some murmurs in the background The smell of dried fish wafted through the evening – the seabirds cried again with thirst I slept for a long time in the dark and never saw her again Maybe she's my feelings stuck in the rocks I had always loved the rocks Like the blue of the sea, all rocks are re-enactment of women's hearts | again wandered about in an evening dream She didnot come back even at night I will be reborn for her yet again Is it me or is it the thirst of those birds' cries? I was not in the heaps of self-painted pictures Can you see her cat- eyed portrait amid the rocks? Is there somebody to whisper behind my silhouette in the evenings?
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The Sea of my one night: ,,,,,, The sea was calm and blue like a woman's heart Her shore a bikini-clad woman waiting for sunset Cat eyed girl looking for me looking with a fixed gaze The rocks could hear some murmurs in the background The smell of dried fish wafted through the evening – the seabirds cried again with thirst I slept for a long time in the dark and never saw her again Maybe she's my feelings stuck in the rocks I had always loved the rocks Like the blue of the sea, all rocks are re-enactment of women's hearts | again wandered about in an evening dream She didnot come back even at night I will be reborn for her yet again Is it me or is it the thirst of those birds' cries? I was not in the heaps of self-painted pictures Can you see her cat- eyed portrait amid the rocks? Is there somebody to whisper behind my silhouette in the evenings?
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