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At number 56-7-8-9...
It doesn't matter
Of a well-known secret street
If you knock on the door
First once then three more knocks
You're let inside
Alone, and sometimes even not alone
A maid, without saying a word
Walks in front of you
With stairs, endless hallways
Come one after another
Decorated with baroque bronzes
Golden angels
Aphrodites and Salomés
If it's not already occupied
Say that you want the 44
It's the room that here
They call "Cleopatra's"
On the columns of its bed
Standing watch, rococo-style
Statues holding torches, gaze below
And between these slaves
Naked, carved with ebony
Who will be the silent
Witness of the scene
While above a mirror reflects us
Slowly I embrace Melody
Melody
Melody
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