Balerina - Mambo Kings

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My inspiration and all my rhymes, every verse is a little yours

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all madness, everything that does not mine.

I’m breathing you again tonight

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Lavender scent, the salt is between the fingers between the tops of the sheets

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Your touches are waiting in line all is true as it must be.

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Dress the red wings again, as you used to

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Be my ballerina as I did that night

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Let these fingers paint the wine closer to me to raise

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First September love from school, under that furry our

City knows that you’ve returned your step between the roads.

As if vanilla were dissolved, You took a drink in the air.

Smell of lavender, the salt is between the fingers;

Between the tops of the

sheets you are.

Your touches are waiting in line, everything is just as it must be.

Put on a red leaf again, like you used to

be, my ballerina as it was years ago — that night.

May these fruits of the wine paint near me lift up;

First of September, love from school, under that frenzy.