Come Sta La Luna by Can
Coming sta, la luna, coming sta,
Coming sta, la luna, coming sta.
I am not fighting, but I'm the night,
I am not dying and I'm not hurt.
I am the right or the wrong, your hope,
I am the dancer on the tender road.
I am the water and how I can flow.
I have ambition to that,
I'm not falling you know,
I sound like singing the flow,
I am the dancer on the tender road.
Coming sta, la luna
And why don't you call me sta?
Flowing over Babaluma,
It ain't your friend.
You can do it alone
And you don't have to pay
And if you don't free your window
There is nothing to shame.
But I don't play easy,
It's secret, the truth,
I was fading in water,
There is nothing but you.
You can look through the wall,
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