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Hombre Malo - Le Petit Livre Noir

Le Petit Livre Noir only the moon is here tonight I hear some noises but I don´t understand a cloud of smoke, a patch of land to have the time, to have the time to enjoy the verse, to size the gain a cloud of smoke a patch of land you have permission if you have the words to break my heart´s skeleton i grab old poems to ignite the pain i pour some wine, i sit again i´ll wrap myself in a cloud of smoke I wish it rained, I wish it rained to enjoy the verse, to size the gain a cloud of smoke, a patch of land And now I´ll lock myself in my cell a gate inland, a gate inland so clear reflections, images of others that become my own there I acquired my senses there I had talks with gods any kind of hatred whatever kind of love is a portrait of my fears shared by those who came before cause this retirement is my home if bombs come close I can shut off the world outside and open yours these secret letters seem to move with life of its own the touch of paper warms my soul warms my soul and fill my dreams of being in another place sanctuary for the brave