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For you

For you, who's in a bad mood tonight
who discovers the secrets of your body
who makes your nose blush almost trying it
who's a great apprentice of seductor
 
For you, who were born again in London
who scratches your hair thoughtful
who calculates a remunerated pleasure
who sees yourself as generator little by little
 
For you, who you're only fifteen years old
for you, who doesn't disregard any pretty dish
for you, who still lacks of foolish prejudices
for you, full of childish wolf selfishness
 
For you, who devours one virgin ice pop after another
for you, who can't stand any horrible vibe
for you, who at the summer and coast movies
for you they have chosen the best, morgan
 
For you has a reason a whole style
all the madness of the mad hosts
all the chains that silenced the virtuous
all the energy of that engine that blasted
 
For you we look for the paradise
we cook melodies with its yatch
we forget about the viperine tongues
we lock ourselves in cardboard castles
 
For you, who you're only fifteen years old
for you, who were born in murderous times
for you, who takes the street girls
for you, in that pleasure are still ambiguities
 
For you, who are on a horse of the end of the world
for you, who sees the courts like a silent film
for you, who will remember what others said
for you, we want to watch over the heaven
 
For you, who you're only fifteen years old
for you, who you're only fifteen years old
for you, who you're only fifteen years old
for you, for you, for you.
 

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