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Support Lesbiens: CLICHÉ

This is waterfall of human tales

Just a piece of good luck

Is all that we claim

But I'm told by a friend

It's more than sure

Just as clear as the sky

There is no fortune for all

And this is nobody's fault

And this is nobody's share

And I Say:

Somebody's soaked

Somebody's cliché

Am I caught in the storm

The sleeping creature

For I beg high and hope

For I beg high and hold

Till I fall in the storm

The storm of cliché

This is whore that prays in church

Torn her soul

This is countess on the ball

But the title is stolen

This is a cripple from the war

The guy you know

But the answer's in the end

Something cannot be changed

And this is nobody's fault

And this is nobody's share

And I Say

Somebody's soaked

Somebody's cliché

Am I caught in the storm

The sleeping creature

For I beg high and hope

For I beg high and hold

Till I fall in the storm

I did not reach it

I did not reach it

Somebody's soaked (Somebody's soaked)

Somebody's cliché (somebody's cliché)

Am I caught in the storm (storm)

The sleeping creature (creature)

For I beg high and hope (hope)

For I beg high and hold (hold)

Till I fall in the storm (storm)

The storm of cliché

Somebody, everybody

High or low, or hiding

Nobody's born as a creature

You better be

Not mad at me

Cause body falls

Vanishes souls

Me better fear

Nobody's born as a creature

Nobody's creature

And nobody fears

Somebody's soaked

Somebody's cliché

Am I caught in the storm

The sleeping creature

For I beg high and hope

For I beg high and hold

Till I fall in the storm

I did not reach it

I did not reach it

Somebody's soaked (Somebody's soaked)

Somebody's cliché (somebody's cliché)

Am I caught in the storm (storm)

Da sleeping creature (creature)

For I beg high and hope (hope)

For I beg high and hold (hold)

Till I fall in the storm (storm)

The storm of cliché (storm of cliché)