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Текст песни Clouds

Clouds, elusive sisters Lightly arrogants All day long, the search for a total Absence of clouds… is useless Nicely spiteful They open the eyes, at first blinded They emphasize cruelly the sweet reality, that is dark, direct and true... They also take the liberty of looking it Only for a moment and then… They fly away ...and, alone with the sun, you lose contact with all that you thought to be your own. is useless.