From the chest of fake hopes
Where we leave the needless things
I found a dusty object
It had a special gift
From its opened top
A sound came out
A phantom from the past
Sacred nights I felt like heaven
Rusty days I felt like hell
This music box reminds me of you
This Little music box
Its melody is a distant smile,
A face I thought I knew
Like a lizard in the desert
I drifted without rest
And the heat appeared so liquid
It had the taste of the salty sea
Pandora's fate is captured in my box
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