النتائج (
الإنجليزية) 1:
[نسخ]نسخ!
If you weren't you in my lifeYou invented woman like you, baby.Wow, I like the long swordAnd net eye.Like a summer skyI painted her face on paperI dug her voice on paperYou made her bosom.Shamieh DoveMarine TerraceTouching the water, and not afraid of drowning.You made her hair plantation of BasilAnd her waist poemAnd her smile Cup raceYou worked long nightFilming the shudder of the DecadeThroat musicIf you weren't in a slab potFor you Al hesen, baby.Photograph from photosI borrowed a piece of the MoonAnd a bunch of abalone. And magic lightsI borrowed the sea. And travelers. And travelYou invented the clouds, honey.-For your eyes-down rainIf you weren't you in my lifeMcCann in Earth air. Or water. Or leaf.McCann in Earth human.If it wasn't you, baby. As a matter of factI worked for months. And months.A broad forehead.And months. And months.The slave's mouth and fingers.You created a woman like you, baby.Transparent handsI was on the frill. I threw two starsI was on her bed lit barBut like you, baby.Where to be. Where is?
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