L'Absinthe. 1901. 피카소 the Hermitage, St. Petersburg, Russia.
Anything that's part of you
I memorize the notes you sent Go all the places that we went I seem to search the whole day through
For anything that's part of you I keep the ribbon from your hair
A breath of perfume lingers there It helps to cheer me when I’m blue
Anything that's part of you Oh, how it hurts to miss you so
When I know you don't love me
any more To go on needing you Knowing you don't need me No reason left for me to live
What can I take, what can I give When I give all to someone new For anything that's part of you
Elvis Presley
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