The Voltures - Cabalistic Girl

Never mind the times you lose
It's all written down these days
Trails to the prize
A backstab and a pale face

Clueless charm exhaled again
Fiction stands above the truth
Every little talk
An interstellar walk to you
Cause you were born to choose to be a

Cabalistic girl
A whisper in my world
She's rain in mud
But she don't care for love

Sparks dressed in words
Blown along the city lights
A mystic way to stare
Across the eyes who dare to look
And imagine something good

Cabalistic Girl
A whisper in my world
She's rain in mud
But she don't care for love

Written by:
João Amorim

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