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Naples

In Search of Lost Highway, I am going on a tower

to admire your poise a great lady.

raised with majestic vanity
your jewelry, and hide, sculettando,
malice and lust.

How many have you loved and hated,
many sleepless nights to look for
in dark corners of alleys.

More powerful current Mosken,
have stolen my heart for the poor travelers
sating your hunger with their poor bones.

Angel emerged from hell,
sculettando fair walk between the villages,
unaware of the past.

Vision ephemeral
you leave Lie down in the night
that surrounds you with gold stars.

Naples're just a big bitch, with your streets
&
your songs and history of your bandits and criminals.

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Symphony

Queen of my dreams,
sweet creature who smells of sex,
relic that lie under the sea,
stifled by a bucolic love.

Thoughts
waves are breaking over your curves,
the sun, sick, lying with its rays
on your white hills, while the sand is left

caress from your golden hair.

siren symphony
angel artificial
you were born by mistake,
live in error.

Melodicas are the words, which are about
with pride
lying to the lobe of your ear, whispering words

and stroking with infamy
that heart that shines like a sweet sonata.

My sweet God, give me the strength to

lay my body on her, make me immortal
for a while.

"written by Beethoven Moonlight"