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Angra |
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Miscellaneous |
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Lisbon |
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Everynight I say a prayer |
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Look at me: nobody cares |
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Just a mirror, passing by... |
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Looked inside: |
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I've lost my pride...! |
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Stay with me not for so long |
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It's alright: no needs, no hope |
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Such a miracle, looking back... |
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Time gone by, and life wasn't bad...! |
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Lord, light my way |
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Fill these withered, careless hands... |
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Oh, skies are falling down |
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Skies are falling down |
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Oh, skies are falling down |
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Skies are falling down |
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See, the birds are back... |
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At the docks and everywhere |
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Here in Lisbon, realized |
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This whole world so strange and divine |
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Lord, light my way |
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Fill these withered, careless hands... |
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Oh, skies are falling down |
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Skies are falling down |
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Oh, skies are falling down |
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Skies are falling down |
