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All-Drunk 09-Yellow Lights



For every outgoing pale ghost,
As this day breaks, I can care no more,
I am-all drunk, and in your thrill I'm lost,
I want to make love on this sea shore.

This village, the romantic Koutsouras,
Taverna "Votsalakia", Sunday morning,
I leave you now cause I'm in a rush,
And Popi in a while will be yawning.

As I was making all this kind of thoughts,
I saw ten metres further yellow lights,
My tortured soul got into its knots,
And all my ghosts came back in pale white.

I am all-drunk, dear ghost, it's not my fault,
Unfaithfulness to you not my intention,
Trying to set back myself to my default,
I want a fuck just to relax my tension.

A car with lights on stopped for a while,
And so I had some time to recover,
The ghost was gone to hide in its file,
But left me in no doubt, I' m still its lover.

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