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The key to your box, it is out of my reach |
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I've been searching for it so long |
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If I could live in the open sea |
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I would surely have found the one |
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And I'd open the lid, Look in , See stones |
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Here by the shore, it's so quiet |
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And no pebbles for miles around |
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It's getting dark, and I wonder |
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If I ever will find my love |
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So please open the lid and bring the stones |
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'cause the answer must come, from you , alone |
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See I need some very few of |
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You blue pebbles |
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No real love; no aquamarines |
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Equitime points |
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Should I stay or go? |
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Tell me why do you hide inside the deep |
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With your jewellery box, the stones, the key |
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In the wave-clutter I can see your hair |
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Why won't you come near? |
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Why don't you dare? |
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See I need some very few of |
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You blue pebbles |
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No real love; no aquamarines |
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Equitime points |
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Should I stay or go? |
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I need a truehearted lover |
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Mermaid, bring me those stones |
