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Field road, there's a darling
big eyes... leaf colored
all night she's on the doorstep
sells to everyone the same rose

Field road, there's a girl
with dew colored lips
eyes as grey as the street
flowers bloom where she walks

Field road, there's a whore
big eyes... leaf colored
if you wish to love her
you'll only have to grab her hand
And you'll feel you're going far
she looks at you with a smile
You didn't think heaven
was just there at the first floor

Field road, there goes a deluded
to beg her to get married
to see her go up the stairs
until the balcony is closed

Love and laugh if she gives you love
Cry loud if she doesn't hear you
Nothing ever grows from diamonds
from manure flowers spurt
Nothing ever grows from diamonds
from manure flowers spurt