Geoff Berner The Violins Al Kamantjaat The violins weep with the Gypsies heading for Andalusia, The violins cry for the Arabs departing Andalusia. The violins cry for a lost epoch that will not return, The violins cry for a lost homeland that could be regained. The violins burn the forests of the far darkness The violins wound the horizon, and smell the blood in my veins. The violins are horses on a string of phantoms, and water groaning, The violins are a field of wild lilac that move forward and backward. The violins are a beast tortured by the nails of a woman who touches and then move away, the violins are an army that builds a grave of marble and melodies. The violins are the anarchy of hearts picked up by the wind on a dancer's foot, the violins are flocks of birds seeking shade under an incomplete banner. The violins are the complaints of the curled silk on a passionate night, The violins are the effect of wine denied to an earlier thirst. The violins follow me, here and there, to avenge me, The violins are searching to kill me, wherever they find me. The violins cry for the Arabs departing Andalusia, the violins weep with the Gypsies heading for Andalusia. Mirror lyrics: the violins weep with the Gypsies heading for Andalusia. The violins cry for the Arabs departing Andalusia, The violins are searching to kill me, wherever they find me. The violins follow me, here and there, to avenge me, The violins are the effect of wine denied to an earlier thirst. The violins are the complaints of the curled silk on a passionate night, the violins are flocks of birds seeking shade under an incomplete banner. The violins are the anarchy of hearts picked up by the wind on a dancer's foot, the violins are an army that builds a grave of marble and melodies. The violins are a beast tortured by the nails of a woman who touches and then move away, The violins are a field of wild lilac that move forward and backward. The violins are horses on a string of phantoms, and water groaning, The violins wound the horizon, and smell the blood in my veins. The violins burn the forests of the far darkness The violins cry for a lost homeland that could be regained. The violins cry for a lost epoch that will not return, The violins cry for the Arabs departing Andalusia. The violins weep with the Gypsies heading for Andalusia, Relevant Tags: TThe VViolins AAl KKamantjaat he iolins l amantjaat hTe iVolins lA aKmantjaat fhe biolins zl lamantjaat fThe bViolins zAl lKamantjaat Tfhe Vbiolins Azl Klamantjaat 5he ciolins ql oamantjaat 5The cViolins qAl oKamantjaat T5he Vciolins Aql Koamantjaat hhe giolins sl mamantjaat hThe gViolins sAl mKamantjaat Thhe Vgiolins Asl Kmamantjaat yhe fiolins wl jamantjaat yThe fViolins wAl jKamantjaat Tyhe Vfiolins Awl Kjamantjaat 6he Viiolins xl iamantjaat 6The Volins xAl iKamantjaat T6he Voilins Axl Kiamantjaat ghe Vjolins All Kaamantjaat gThe Vjiolins A Kmantjaat Tghe Vijolins Al Kmaantjaat rhe V9olins Ak Kzmantjaat rThe V9iolins Akl Kzamantjaat Trhe Vi9olins Alk Kazmantjaat Vlolins Ao Kqmantjaat Te Vliolins Aol Kqamantjaat Teh Vilolins Alo Kaqmantjaat Tje Voolins Ap Ksmantjaat Tjhe Voiolins Apl Ksamantjaat Thje Vioolins Alp Kasmantjaat Tue Vkolins Kwmantjaat Tuhe Vkiolins Kwamantjaat Thue Vikolins Kawmantjaat Tne V8olins Kxmantjaat Tnhe V8iolins Kxamantjaat Thne Vi8olins Kaxmantjaat Tbe Vuolins Kammantjaat Tbhe Vuiolins Kaantjaat Thbe Viuolins Kaamntjaat Tge Kajantjaat Vilins Kajmantjaat Thge Viloins Kamjantjaat Tye Viklins Kakantjaat Kakmantjaat Thye Vioklins Kamkantjaat Thee Vi9lins Kanantjaat Th Kanmantjaat The Vio9lins Kamnantjaat Ths Vi0lins Kamaantjaat Thse Vi0olins Kamntjaat Thes Vio0lins Kamnatjaat Th3 Villins Kamzntjaat Th3e Kamzantjaat The3 Viollins Kamazntjaat Thf Viilins Kamqntjaat Thfe Kamqantjaat Thef Vioilins Kamaqntjaat Thr Kamsntjaat Thre Vioins Kamsantjaat Ther Vioilns Kamasntjaat Th4 Viokins Kamwntjaat Th4e Kamwantjaat The4 Violkins Kamawntjaat Thd Viooins Kamxntjaat Thde Kamxantjaat Thed Violoins Kamaxntjaat Thw Viopins Kamanntjaat Thwe Vioplins Kamatjaat Thew Violpins Kamatnjaat Violiins Kamamtjaat Violns Kamamntjaat Violnis Kamanmtjaat Violjns Kamahtjaat Violjins Kamahntjaat Violijns Kamanhtjaat Viol9ns Kamajtjaat Viol9ins Kamajntjaat Violi9ns Kamanjtjaat Viollns Kamabtjaat Kamabntjaat Violilns Kamanbtjaat Violons Kamanttjaat Kamanjaat Violions Kamanjtaat Violkns Kamanfjaat Kamanftjaat Violikns Kamantfjaat Viol8ns Kaman5jaat

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