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Myths, legends, untold stories |
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Pass by like successive seasons |
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Mythical oaths, forgotten glories |
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They don't happen without reason |
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Whispering secrets |
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Thoughts, they seem so common |
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To me they don't make any sense |
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Where the essence was undone |
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Revealed now like celestial winds |
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About my hope, my life, my agony and strife |
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The joy and faults, my feelings and thoughts |
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Whispering secrets exclude that it's just fantasy |
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Uncommitted to a language is talking without words to me |
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About my hope, my life my agony and strife |
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The joy and faults, my feelings and thoughts |
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The message is easy to hear |
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Like the call of a goose |
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Even the invisible signs |
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Are like water, crystal clear |
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Whispering secrets |
