That European girl
Standing before you,
Speaking in an alien tongue,
Why does she
Appear to be mine,
I don't know,
I don't,
I can't say,
Say about it,
Why,
Why did,
Did she
Seem to be,
Seem to be, mine
And I taking her,
Taking her as my own?
My shadow,
Shadow following,
Following me,
Leaving me not,
Going with,
Always following me,
Yea, it is love,
Love.
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