A Machine For Loving Lyrics

	Two weeks after my arrival
	Fox died just after sunset
	I was stretched out on the bed when he approached
	And tried painfully to jump up he wagged his tail nervously
	Since the beginning he hadn't touched his bowl once
	He had lost a lot of weight
	I helped him to settle on my lap
	For a few seconds he looked at me
	With a curious mixture of exhaustion and apology
	Then, calmed, he closed his eyes
	Two minutes later he gave out his last breath
	I buried him beside the residence
	At the western extremity of the land
	Surrounded by the protective fence
	Next to his predecessors
	During the night a rapid transport
	From the Central
	City dropped off an identical dog
	They knew the codes and how to work the barrier
	I didn't have to get up to greet them
	A small white and ginger mongrel
	Came toward me wagging its tail
	I gestured to him
	He jumped on the bed and stretched out beside me
	Love is simple to define
	But it seldom happens in the series of beings
	Through these dogs we pay homage to love
	And to its possibility
	What is a dog but a machine for loving
	You introduce him to a human being giving him the mission to love
	And however ugly, perverse, deformed or stupid this human being might be
	The dog loves him, the dog loves him

	Two weeks after my arrival
	Fox died just after sunset
	I was stretched out on the bed when he approached
	And tried painfully to jump up he wagged his tail nervously
	Since the beginning he hadn' t touched his bowl once
	He had lost a lot of weight
	I helped him to settle on my lap
	For a few seconds he looked at me
	With a curious mixture of exhaustion and apology
	Then, calmed, he closed his eyes
	Two minutes later he gave out his last breath
	I buried him beside the residence
	At the western extremity of the land
	Surrounded by the protective fence
	Next to his predecessors
	During the night a rapid transport
	From the Central
	City dropped off an identical dog
	They knew the codes and how to work the barrier
	I didn' t have to get up to greet them
	A small white and ginger mongrel
	Came toward me wagging its tail
	I gestured to him
	He jumped on the bed and stretched out beside me
	Love is simple to define
	But it seldom happens in the series of beings
	Through these dogs we pay homage to love
	And to its possibility
	What is a dog but a machine for loving
	You introduce him to a human being giving him the mission to love
	And however ugly, perverse, deformed or stupid this human being might be
	The dog loves him, the dog loves him

	Two weeks after my arrival
	Fox died just after sunset
	I was stretched out on the bed when he approached
	And tried painfully to jump up he wagged his tail nervously
	Since the beginning he hadn' t touched his bowl once
	He had lost a lot of weight
	I helped him to settle on my lap
	For a few seconds he looked at me
	With a curious mixture of exhaustion and apology
	Then, calmed, he closed his eyes
	Two minutes later he gave out his last breath
	I buried him beside the residence
	At the western extremity of the land
	Surrounded by the protective fence
	Next to his predecessors
	During the night a rapid transport
	From the Central
	City dropped off an identical dog
	They knew the codes and how to work the barrier
	I didn' t have to get up to greet them
	A small white and ginger mongrel
	Came toward me wagging its tail
	I gestured to him
	He jumped on the bed and stretched out beside me
	Love is simple to define
	But it seldom happens in the series of beings
	Through these dogs we pay homage to love
	And to its possibility
	What is a dog but a machine for loving
	You introduce him to a human being giving him the mission to love
	And however ugly, perverse, deformed or stupid this human being might be
	The dog loves him, the dog loves him

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