Once upon a time on Victory Street,
I found a girl and I found love too,
Her name was fresh like dew, her name was fresh like dew.
Seven birds are flying over my head,
Or a bird called seven laying on my bed,
Year by year disappears the tread, year by year disappears the tread.
It´s the house of my vanity,
It’s a dream or my reality,
Where eternity is waiting for us,
Where eternity is waiting for us,
UFO flying silent and slow,
And we didn´t know where it goes,
That was a long time ago, that was a long time ago.
A naked woman alone in the pool,
Under the influence of Voodoo,
Yeats writing about her so cruel, Yeats writing about her so cruel.
It´s the house of my vanity,
It’s a dream or my reality,
Where eternity is waiting for us,
Where eternity is waiting for us,
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