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Translation
When You Walk
Night doesn't smell like crabs and seashells
Moon is the pale stain of the cinnamon color
You're taking your shoes for walking through the
dreams
Street loves the rhythm of your steps
Wind is slinking through the unknown words
Asphalt is cuddling with your heels
I'm too soft to be able to stop it
This is the night full of your prints
When you're walking you're not stopping
And you're not touching the ground
And you're not noticing me
And you're persistently trying
To make my lust go away
I still shiver from your look
For some old reasons
I still can't get myself together
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Submitted by 
DreadTrendKiller on 2014-02-20
DreadTrendKiller on 2014-02-20Last edited by DreadTrendKiller on 2023-05-11
DreadTrendKiller on 2023-05-11✕
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''When i'm layin'
I'm still tryin'
Concentratin'
On dyin' yeah'' - Layne Staley (1967-2002)