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If your touch is as beautiful as your dance, come a little closer to me
There is a hell beneath my skin, and your hands are cold
And the ignorants bearded are upset and raising their eyebrows
 
They wrote the country's border on my body and on your body
And the skin tears up the words
My word on your word, like my body on your body
And the skin moves the words
I feel that i'm feeling what you're feeling
What's wrong with that?
Feel what you feel
 
And i taste whiskey, while mistakes on your lips but words don't stop
We're overwhelming by words when i whisper all my secrets to you
Then you go back to your life, and i go to emptiness
 
They wrote the country's border on my body and on your body
And the skin tears up the words
My word on your word, like my body on your body
And the skin moves the words
I feel that i'm feeling what you're feeling
What's wrong with that?
Feel what you feel
 
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كلام

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