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I painted
On the pavement
I painted a child's hand for you
I drew a respectable
But my contours wash away
Rain as always
Huge there
Asphalt underneath
Lying and was once
A virgin
But someone was here love
And he used the asphalt
Like a leaf
with rays timid timidly
Will open the curtain of the night a new dawn
and drawn in chalk
see all of you on the pavement bouquet
smiles, tears, thousands of windows
thousands of views, but only one is important
and that this view is this, that he
and drawing comes to life only just underneath

Play, play, dance, dance,
Take off and tie in a blaze of sonorous jets
See how suddenly blossomed asphalt
Love, my friend, even bends steel

But the wind from the sea
Drove storm
Slap sky
Black spots clouds
And fleeting happiness
Suddenly slipped as
Sunny dancing beam
I was drawn
On the pavement
Was drawn by a child's hand for you
Was painted weighty
But my contours rain washed away not liking

Play, play, dance, dance,
Take off and tie in a blaze of sonorous jets
See how suddenly blossomed asphalt
Love, my friend, even bends steel