Until the sky fell into pieces
The night our life fell into pieces, too
Try to fly against the wind
Even with a broken wing
As the sky fell into pieces
My Paloma, where is a broken dove to go?
Oh Paloma, if only you had let me know
Was it joy or sadness that you felt on the night you flew?
I found you fighting in the darkness
There was beauty in there, too
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