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Melancholy

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Melancholy has waves like the sea,
It lets you go and then return, it rocks you gently.
You can dance melancholy like a waltz
You can hold it in silence and feel everything inside.
It's feeling close and yet far apart,
It's travelling by standing still
It's living other lives.
It's feeling you're flying inside the planes
On the lit-up ships
On the trains that you see passing.
It has the warm, red light of a sunset
Of a wounded day that won't ever die
 
It almost feels like happiness, it almost seems like the soul moving,
The dream that mixes with reality,
You can mistake it for sadness, but it's just the soul knowing
That pain will serve it too
And it stops a moment to console the weeping
Of the wounded world that won't ever die
 
And getting lost among the desert's dunes
Or between the waves on the open sea,
Even in this city
And feeling that everything can be forgiven,
That everything is still the same,
That is to say that everything could change.
And staying silent to listen
And feeling that it might even be sweet
to die one day
in the warm, red light of a sunset
of a wounded day that won't ever die.
 
It almost feels like happiness, it almost seems like the soul moving,
The dream that mixes with reality,
You can mistake it for sadness, but it's just the soul knowing
That pain too will pass away
And it stops a moment to console the weeping
Of a wounded love that won't ever die.