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Ständchen, S. 560 (Trans. from Schwanengesang No. 4, D. 957)

de Interpol

Good bad, Saturn makes your mind break in pieces
Good bad, so you cannot find the dimensions
And it will be around these spots that I've given to you
You will know that you'll breathe my vapors every time
That you pass through this room
Pass through this room
Walk through my gloom

Daphne, you find me

Daphne, when you find me
Let the blood drive and come and lie with me
Daphne, symmetry, you can't help but admire what a choice this is to been
Bad, saturn makes your mind break in pieces
Good bad, so you cannot find the dimensions
And it will be around these spots that I've given to you
You will know that you'll greet my vapors every time
That you pass through this room
Pass through this room
Walk through my gloom

Daphne, you find me

Daphne, you find me
To put you were inside
Use that for my memory
Daphne, symmetry, you can't help but admire what a choice this is to been
Daphne, come as on display, will you find a way
To draw the curtains of damp around your
Blushing ambition

Blushing ambition

I found you inside my mind
I lost you inside my mind
I found you inside my mind
I lost you inside my mind

I was a child, I was a vice; a coyote, conditions locations facts
I was a child, I was a vice; a coyote, conditions locations facts

Erase them all, perhaps
Erase them all
Erase them all, perhaps
My own thing, my own thing

Now you're all that I have here
Now we can't remember
You could fall back on lust when you've learnt to wait
They can be like the friends and neighbours, you will get to appreciate, them

I have inside me
Some strange glow
Still enjoying this, that's why I made a mess
Still enjoying this, that's why I made a mess
That's why I made a mess

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