- Sunday (Finale) 歌词 Quintino & Blasterjaxx
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- Quintino & Blasterjaxx Sunday (Finale) 歌词
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- Dot, why did write these words?
They are your words, George.
The words you uttered so often when you worked.
"Order.
Design.
Tension.
Composition.
Balance.
Light."
Dot, I cannot read this word.
"Harmony."
Sunday
By the blue / "So much love in his words...
Purple yellow red water / Forever with his colors...
On the green
Purple yellow red grass / How George looks...
As we pass / He can look forever...
Through arrangements of shadows / What does he see? His eyes so dark and shiny...
Towards the verticals of tree / So careful...So exact..."
Forever
By the blue
Purple yellow red water
On the green
Orange violet mass
Of the grass
In our perfect park
Made of flecks of light
And dark
And parasols
People strolling through the trees
Of a small suburban park
On an island in the river
On an ordinary Sunday
Sunday
Sunday
"White.
A blank page or canvas.
His favorite.
So many possibilities..."
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