Your memory is still here
It burns and soaks me all the same
And I no longer know what to think
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If your memory does me good or does me harm
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A gray kiss, a white kiss
Everything depends on the place
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That I left, that's clear
But your memory doesn't go away
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I feel your lips on summer nights
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There they are, watching over me in my solitude
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But sometimes they want to kill me
Your memory is still here
It burns and soaks me all the same
And I no longer know what to think
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If your memory does me good or does me harm
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Sometimes gray, sometimes white
Everything depends on the place
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That you left, that's in the past
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I know that I have to forget you
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But I lit a little candle to all my saints
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There it is, so that you think a lot about me
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Don't stop thinking about me
Your memory is still here
It burns and soaks me all the same
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And I no longer know what to think
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If your memory does me good or does me harm
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Think about me, it's antidote and poison to the heart
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It does you good, it burns and soaks, it comes and goes
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Where are you? Trapped among the verses
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And it falls so hard that it even
Burns me down to the skin
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And I no longer know what to think
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If your memory does me good or does me harm
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But it breaks, it breaks the heart
I know that I have to forget you
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If your memory does me good or does me harm