Naomi, Naomi,
Dressed in white,
Dancing,
sucking in peyote.
Your drug has shown me,
Starry evenings,
and sun-bleached wolves,
dashing in the wind.
Naomi, Naomi,
your drug abuse has shown me,
how much I missed you,
in those moonlit nights,
Out on the desert,
the both of us dying.
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