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Whoever finds it
Dot, dot, dot,
It's like a sprout.
Wherever it comes from
Dot, dot, dot,
It's like Spring.
Whatever it brings
Dot, dot, dot.
It's like a rhyme.
From distant time.
However secret is...
Dot, dot, stop!
Don't roll the dice.
Better think twice.
The question rise, otherwise!
Dot, dot, dot?
Look other way...
...Now turn again!
As constant games!
As constant games!
The clown makes you look the other way!
You can't handle that smile on his face!
"Winner, winner!
Chicken dinner!" *
The cards will surely take your gear.
Since the aces of his deck rest away.
Well it's a shame,
He rules the table.
♪ (At least this round)
Come play again!
Come play again!
This lonely barman needs a break.
The rain keeps the thirst of the men.
From sand to hand!
From coal to gun!
You try to rise the flag up high!
While the woman sitting by shares a smile.
"The rest will flow"
That's what they tell you!
(In some other tune) ♪
You preferred the lonely voices
Rather than the shinning crowds,
Maybe 'cause the aces on you pocket screamed too loud!
SO DOT, DOT, DOT!
Don't catch the rhyme?
(Supress that line!)
Whoever finds it,
It's like a sprout!
Wherever it comes from,
It's like Spring!
Whatever it brings
It's like a rhyme from distant time!
However secret is...
That doubts will rest in peace...
...Just once a verse.
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* Expresión que usa el crupier para referirse al ganador de una partida de Black Jack, usualmente en los casinos estadounidenses.
Written by...
...Ezequiel F. L. Cabrera
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