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Every failure
every imprecission
every detail, everything under control
every success, every approximation
every scene under supervision
chance
Put on the disguise
Of a butterfly that gave up flight
Releasing its effect
it caressed us
You cannot imagine how I would be
If I had waited one second more for love
Neither my gestures nor my own voice
Nor my kisses would be for the two of us today
Chance
Put on the disguise
Of a butterfly
that gave up flight
Releasing its effect
it caressed us
chance
Put on the disguise
of a butterfly
that gave up flight
Releasing its effect
it caressed us
If you want to come with me to look for
The exact formula of reality
Try to write to the rest
Ensure that nobody hears us going
in every question
Of every response
Of every person
Of every planet
Of every reflection
Of every comet
Of every desire
Of every star