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Black horses in the yellow sky |
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A cloud of dust has no wind |
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Horses in the yellow sky |
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Drawn into the whirlwind |
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They were blown like sticks and leafs |
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An awful dream, it woke me |
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The horses blown like sticks and leafs |
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It woke me, such a dream |
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White mirror outside my window |
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Shine like the morning star |
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White mirror outside my door |
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Exploded like the drums are four |
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Black horses in a wounded sky |
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Clouds of dust that have no wind |
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Horses in the yellow sky |
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Drawn into the whirlwind |
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The horses scattered just like leafs |
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From every corner of the earth |
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The horses scattered just like leafs |
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It should be such a dream |
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Such a dream |
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Black horses in a yellow sky |
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Black horses in a yellow sky |