Anasterdam
I would scream between midnight and four
invisible man is dreaming of an invisible woman
she disappeared from the many-coloured screen of joy
it'd say like a sigh
on the way to Amsterdam
I call it now Anasterdam
Anasterdam - I look at a big Mysteries
saddened I predict the return through the water
I do not know on which new coast
the clear river of love will throw us out
we may find ourselves face to face with a marriage
how lucky we are (what a happiness) !
I am trembling frightened with a wedding ring
it is not easy to defeat rather old dragon
I have heard strange stories about it
if she conquer your heart
you will look like a Lady called a Big monotony
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