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Boris Hunneman [email protected] multicolored faces, red hands and blue hands drasp at the shapes in his mind Black birds and blue birds are resting on his shoulders wainting for the moment to fly Multicolored feathers against the sky Silver shadows spread over the landscape draped over the background as a vail and whe are getting drunk, by wheat, looking at the sunrise singing song of men who had it al but died in jail Whatever Forever We keep our head up high and voices strong you told me how to be Keen of mind and clever the ways of the world where i belong we got lost in the middle of the desert we prayed for a little luck, came out smiling we looked up above, saw the black and blue birds flying the colors angainst the sky, and i know one day they will die, and i know one day you will die , cause even multicolcored angels die, whatever, forever, we keep our head up high |