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Since thousands of years I walk along the path |
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Somewhere between the heaven and the Earth |
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I watched the blazing sunrise a million times |
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And saw so many so-called empires dying |
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They hunted me down and locked me in |
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They broke my bones but not my will |
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If I'll find my pilgrimage place in promised land |
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Maybe this endless journey at least comes to an end |
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I have sworn that I'll never surrender |
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And stand the ground I was fighting for |
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For all the good things I can remember |
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Which nobody knows but still worth to be heard |
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If I'll find my pilgrimage place in promised land |
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Maybe this endless journey at least comes to an end |
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I have sworn that I'll never surrender |
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And stand the ground I was fighting for |
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For all the good things I can remember |
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Which nobody knows but still worth to be heard |
