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Smoke was in the air
-
Dark Skywalker
and his brothers
were standing
on a march balcony
smoke was in the air
-
Suddenly, but
not fast enough
came a fresh wind
from southwest
whispering a song
-
La-la-la an' na-na-na
u-hum, u-hum
tidelidum, tidelidum, pom-pom
la-la-la an' na-na-na
u-hum, u-hum
-
The Skywalker brothers
grabbed those tunes
that flying melody
and took it inside
playing the black pianola
-
And on the stairway
a surfing poet
wrote and said:
springtime always
make me cry
-
Jörgen Auer 23 mars 2010
Smoke was in the air
-
Dark Skywalker
and his brothers
were standing
on a march balcony
smoke was in the air
-
Suddenly, but
not fast enough
came a fresh wind
from southwest
whispering a song
-
La-la-la an' na-na-na
u-hum, u-hum
tidelidum, tidelidum, pom-pom
la-la-la an' na-na-na
u-hum, u-hum
-
The Skywalker brothers
grabbed those tunes
that flying melody
and took it inside
playing the black pianola
-
And on the stairway
a surfing poet
wrote and said:
springtime always
make me cry
-
Jörgen Auer 23 mars 2010
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