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Text: Pain Teens. Manouche.

Manouche, the sky is wide
reflected in your eyes
Black as a moonless night,
darkness of starless skies.
Manouche, I fell into
love when I saw your face
For precious moments I
was lost in your embrace.

Manouche, you went away
Your voice lost to my ears
Into the silent sea

I have poured silent tears.
Manouche I'd live anew,
Come back into my arms
Life is cold without you
Without your quiet charm.