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The sky paints constellations, tropical blue
Ripples of time reach the door of the night
I believe in wishes, pray with my hands, my heart, right here
This wrist forgot the ticking, moving rhythmic and slow
A ribbon on the axis comes undone into memories
A rondo of the wind, softly, softly, one more dream
A nocturne ending in a hurry
Angels spin inside a fairy tale
A nocturne ending in a hurry
Out of focus, stand by me
A modest breeze, this quiet nocturne
Today slips away down the sink
A modest breeze, this quiet nocturne
Sleeping breath beneath the sheets
A modest breeze, this quiet nocturne
Sleeping breath beneath the sheets
