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Boom boom ka, buba de ka Boom boom ka, buba de ka Boom boom ka, buba de ka Rosaleem of the damascene Yes, she had eyes like the moon Would
of the Damascene Yes she had eyes like the moon Would have been on the silver screen But for the missile monsoon She went woo woo woo woo oo oo oo Indigo up in
mancano le sieste sotto i tigli, i profumi delle rose damascene, voi non cantate nulla che assomigli a ninne-nanne e a dolci cantilene. Vi manca la
Qui resourient les yeux humides Et moi j'ai le cœur aussi gros Qu'un cul de dame damascène Ô mon amour je t'aimais trop Et maintenant j'ai trop de
gruyere Eyes to capture arms to ensure truth The brilliant fake he lurks obscene An ornament of gold and damascene Waiting in the mezzanine for you and each
and mastic See? I'm a Damascene sounding man Forget a skin fade, I get my cut done with scissors I'm born a winner, life is a doggy race Hip hop is in a state
to the sound Your tight shoes make An old mistake is still a mistake Stand tall, defend your damascene play Yes, it's new But still a mistake Guess I'll see you
tool There's no mention of school My Damascene Rose A transistor radio I tune in at night When my mum and my dad start to fight I put on my
tool There's no mention of school My Damascene Rose A transistor radio I tune in at night When my mum and my dad start to fight I put on my
l'attivista, l'ambientalista, lo chic e il rasta Chiunque non sia fatto della tua pasta In rete il mondo è frammentato: enclave Come per le strade damascene
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