| You've been the devil for a long time
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| Settled on the threshold, the land of Serbia
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| No one alive remembers so many accidents
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| For one vizier
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| Neighbors around you
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| They raise the walls of food and contempt
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| Well, that hasn't happened yet
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| Crazy people are happy, and others are ashamed
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| Black chronicles and accordions
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| Small rock & roll
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| Fairy tales that in the end the best remain
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| They don't pass anymore
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| On the dark side of the globe
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| It is better to see that the Best are leaving
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| Toronto sidewalks, front-colored eyes
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| The password of all of us
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| What does the story come down to? |
| Slogans of freedom
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| Walkers? |
| Poor support
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| Isn’t that a head-letter, either we are or we’re not?
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| This heart drums eternal tam-tam resistance:
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| Live freely
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| The world is roaring
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| Decorated with falcon feathers
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| For a spell against shackles
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| Live freely
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| Conquer with a song
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| Your discipline is in every city
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| Where someone is happy for you
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| Try the south like a grape
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| From the palm of the Virgin
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| Lick with that iron
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| To which boat connection
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| Listen to the winds howling
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| In the white steppe ash
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| Protect the water that will be
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| Genes saved in you
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| But as soon as it is mentioned
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| Phantom changes, helmets on
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| Sorry old man, they shut up
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| As soon as the bosses shouted
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| Children resist
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| To wean born fathers from lies
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| What will happen in the end?
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| Travelers to Sydney, come on, exit this and that…
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| As long as he drives us
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| The evil wizard of Oz?
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| As long as that stupid joker
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| "Shut up, it's good!" |
| 'It's not!'
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| And read the spoils to gather
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| Well, they can't buy you
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| To count your youth as a small change
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| There is a new estuary every morning
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| It flows like a river
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| Let the thorns weave thicker
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| The sky is your shortcut
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| And crush fake diamonds
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| Like the shell of a hollow orch
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| Let the boulevards of the world remember
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| The music of your footsteps |