The best years of our lives
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The best moons tasting of honey
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Your mischievous hands are never forgotten
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Your impatient mouth on my skin
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I feel inside that my days are ending
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I can be the next fallen hero
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I don't want legends of bravery
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Nor medals for fulfilling my duty
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And what am I doing here, looking at the sky
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Ten thousand kilometers from your kisses
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Kissing flags, opening fire
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Digging trenches if I miss you?
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And what am I doing here, looking at the sky
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Ten thousand kilometers from your kisses
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Kissing flags, opening fire
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Digging trenches if I miss you?
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My life is mute amid bombings
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The best years of our lives
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I'm giving them, I don't know to what or to whom
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Ambushed on a suicide mission
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This could be the last time
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That I speak to you, that I write to you
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That I cry for you, that I tell you
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That I'd give my life to die by your side
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And scream to the wind that I was a bad soldier
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That I speak to you, that I write to you
That I cry for you, that I tell you
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That I'd give my life to die by your side
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And scream to the wind that I was a bad soldier
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And what am I doing here, looking at the sky
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Ten thousand kilometers from your kisses
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Kissing flags, opening fire
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Digging trenches if I miss you?
_____
And what am I doing here, looking at the sky
_____
Ten thousand kilometers from your kisses
_____
Kissing flags, opening fire
_____
Digging trenches if I miss you?
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My life is mute amid bombings
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Far, extremely far from your kisses
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Trying in vain to catch the stars with my fingers
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Missing you, your little peach face, your mouth, your hair
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Looking at the sky, begging for a time-out
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To the owner of the Universe so that he hears my verses
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And sends me back straight to the land of fire
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To your bed in flames with kerosene kisses
I poison myself here without you
Carnivore of your essence
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Your absence hurts more than the bullets of hell
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And what am I doing here, looking at the sky
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Ten thousand kilometers from your kisses
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Kissing flags, opening fire
_____
Digging trenches if I miss you?
_____
And what am I doing here, looking at the sky
_____
Ten thousand kilometers from your kisses
_____
Kissing flags, opening fire
_____
Digging trenches if I miss you?
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Digging trenches if I miss you