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One day perhaps we will come back to this country and bring our children to show them you know |
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And what we had to sacrifice to be in that country you know. |
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But i think in the initial state that we had a lot of struggle |
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But with god's grace and his kindness we are okay now and our children are okay as well |
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Dreams, dreams, dreams, dreams |
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I can feel your dreams, dreams |
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I can see you |
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I can touch your memories |
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But i can't hear you |
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I can feel your dreams, dreams |
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I can see you |
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I can touch your memories |
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But i can't hear you |
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Words that fall like ??? |
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Worlds that echo in your eyes |
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I can't taste |
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I can't feel |
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I can't reach across a thousand years |
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I can almost touch the soil beneath your whisper |
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I can almost feel the hopes you left behind |
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I can almost touch the soil beneath your whisper |
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I can almost feel the hopes you left behind |
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Words that fall like tears from trees |
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Worlds that echo in your eyes |
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I can't taste |
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I can't feel |
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Thousand years |
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I can't hear you |
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I can't see you |
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I can't taste |
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I can't feel |
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Thousand years |
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I can't taste |
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I can't feel |
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Thousand years |
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I can't taste |
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I can't feel |
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I can't reach across a thousand years |
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I can't taste |
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I can't feel |
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I can't reach across a thousand years |
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I can't taste |
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I can't feel |
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Thousand years |
