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The rain keeps on falling |
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Filling the dried land |
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It drinks the purity of life (The) land starts to grow |
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It must be a sign |
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A message from |
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God's hand |
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Like tears from the sky |
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Water begins its flow |
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Left alone, deserted so long ago |
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The storm still rages inside |
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Before the dawn rises |
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I cannot see the light |
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This land's ground grows weak |
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Shall we find the path ? |
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The preacher's words were right |
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I can't see anyway to (the outer world) |
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Tears do flow, yet can't conceal |
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This land is barren, it does not feel |
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Our self-made slaughter |
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By our own hands |
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Here lies the orphaned land... |
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Suddenly lightning strikes the earth |
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It marks the sign of my rebirth |
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Seeds of love from myself evolve |
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This cannot be living - without (your) safety |
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The storm still rages inside... |
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Invisible rays penetrate the ground |
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This land to die is surely bound |
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Suffer but doesn't scream |
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Can this be a hopeless dream ? |
