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The stars are on strike,
Today they didn't want to wake up,
Only the full moon is here,
Sharpening the sorrows,
Of some nocturnal poet.

The stars are on strike,
The sea refuses to sigh,
And I'm just here on this earth,
Still waiting for you to come,
Dove of freedom.

I am, like a country without a flag,
Like a flower without spring,
Like a sun without waking up.

I am, like a giant in a cave,
Like a child in a war,
Like a saint in Alcatraz.

I am, a wooden skyscraper,
A stumble of the era,
A failure if you're not here.

The stars continue on strike,
And the world keeps spinning,
And I'm just here on this earth,
Still waiting for you to return,
Dove of freedom.

I am, like a country without a flag,
Like a flower without spring,
Like a sun without waking up.

I am, like a giant in a cave,
Like a child in a war,
Like a saint in Alcatraz.

I am, like a country without a flag,
Like a flower without spring,
Like a sun without waking up.

I am, like a giant in a cave,
Like a child in a war,
Like a saint in Alcatraz.

I am, a wooden skyscraper,
A stumble of the era,
A failure if you're not here.

If you're not here, if you're not here,
The stars are on strike,
If you're not here.