You had your turn when the captain's refused
To see how the ship was burned that night
Omission wise
(don't recall the date)
The got me confused
Respinse to a charge, they blamed me
The wrong man walks
Return
Where the story ends
Who will never?
Calling from Bonn
(phone tapped for so long)
An esteem to preserve
I didn't expect the crew was bribed there before
Return
Where the story ends
Rough styrofoam junk
They float in
A smoke
A game
Over shadow of your
Botehring, gathering
In that scene, not a a dream
Writer(s): Eduardo Motta
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