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Hear the whispers through the trees |
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A giant scene senses this cold breeze |
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No moon, no star looks through blackened clouds |
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But a light waves in water now it's out |
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Come, come to me |
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You can trust me what is this |
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I can't believe? |
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Behold the waves |
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Through the trees only a light which |
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I have seen? |
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Men in the villages talking with fear |
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Mysterious tales about this rivershore here |
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More than ten fishermen misguided by a light |
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Claiming its victims before the sunrise |
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Come, come and see |
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What's within me are you the light which |
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I have seen? |
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The secret thing |
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In my warm sphere this fatal voice wants to take my will |
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Extinguished fire's smoke has not yet disappeared |
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Fire's wiped out by wind and the drops of wet leaves |
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Now it is still, shyly falls the rain |
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And the light in the water is shining again |
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Don't trust your feet cause it makes you insane |
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Behold the waves |
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Through the trees are you the light which |
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I can see? |
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The secret thing |
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In my warm sphere this fatal voice takes my fear |
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Imagine new |
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Reality you shine so bright |
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I feel the heat |
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I am your guide |
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Follow me hypnosis, |
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I fall asleep |
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The secret thing |
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In my warm sphere this fatal voice takes my will |
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I am your guide |
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Now follow me it pulls me and |
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I move my feet |
