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On my way |
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To the vision-come-true (I) enter a galaxy rising |
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And I land, on this brown and green old place |
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Whose wild is giant trees ! aaaah ! aaaah ! |
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Trees so strong that they never can fall |
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Four suns alight |
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In silver grey sky |
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Wild river flows with rage alive |
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Lions of fire approach me aaaah ! aaaaaaaah ! |
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Carved by the wind (yeah) |
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And the fall of water |
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From the treetops (I) can see the end of a time ! |
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Living ! Respectful ! |
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Low your axe ! (yeah) |
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And learn from the trees ! |
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Second dawn meet the |
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Sylvanlings |
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Passageways into the deep |
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Invitations to explore the forest |
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Lions gales and chambers aaaaaaaah ! |
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A tree trunk larger than a mountain |
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Stands of the top |
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Of this hill made of rock and mist |
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Living ! Respectful ! |
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Low your axe ! (yeah) |
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And learn from the trees ! |
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Henceforth ! (I) will always be there |
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Planet Earth will overcome |
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Men destroyed ! |
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Scorned and kill their lives |
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But the world is on her way (repeated) (aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...) |
