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When the night is closing |
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Eyes are running wild |
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When I hear you humming |
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All night long |
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The sign I see it |
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Tell me am I true |
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All I need from you is |
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All I see |
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This city's paved with cold |
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Playboys buying fun |
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Seems there is no hunter left |
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Without his hunting gun |
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Can you feel the light? |
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The air is wild open |
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Oh, you see the light it's coming through |
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It's there in the distance |
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Always offered to me |
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Always coming over a hill |
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Oh, your see-saw smile |
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Lasts me all night long |
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Like a siren's curl |
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When the night is long |
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Now, come hold my hand |
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No bad vibe hearts |
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Hold my hand, you know |
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This journey could be long |
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Yeah, the seasons come in |
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All the nights are woven |
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All the nights, we'll see them through |
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Ah, no hundred men now |
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Would dare cut into us |
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We'll go on and see it through |
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(Belle) |
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(Une rose qui a joue son role) |
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(Mon Miroir) |
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(Mon clef d'or) |
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(Mon cheval) |
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(Et mon gant sont les cinq secrets de ma puissance) |
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Now, hold my hand |
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No bad vibe hearts |
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(Je voulais livrer) |
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(Il vous suffira de mettre ce gant) |
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(A votre main droite) |
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(Il vous transportera ou vous desirez l'etre) |
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When the night has come in |
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Your eyes are running wild |
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Then I hear you humming |
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All night long |
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Yeah, the sign I see it |
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Yeah, the times I see it |
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All I need to know from you |
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Is all I see |
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Can you feel the light? |
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The air is wild, open |
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Oh you see the light |
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It's coming through |
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It's there in the distance |
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Always offered to me |
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Always coming over a hill |
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Yeah, the seasons come in |
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All the nights are woven |
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All the nights, we'll see them through |
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Ah, no hundred men now |
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Would dare cut into us |
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We'll go on and see it through |
