| I erase the horizontals, for the vertical
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| Forage the honey, fall in love with me from the sky now I love
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| Unrestricted can you see now I'm free
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| Free at last in my life, sail where my heart takes me
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| And I adorn myself with his crown, it is love that makes me king
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| Look no further, so much love makes me drunk
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| Nothing harms me since I'm near him I give
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| The heart without love is like a tearless man or a soulless body
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| Take the extreme for the middle, the beautiful for the hideous
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| I speak to the world, give your hand that together we form a circle
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| I speak to the world so we can share, friend
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| I speak to the world so that the sun will finally fill us
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| My world no longer cries seeing your tears, I can't take it anymore
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| Come into my arms world my muse
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| Man I sing the wind for you to dry your tears
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| I make the sky cry for you to lay down your arms
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| Offer you the sun to lighten the gray of your life
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| The moon and the stars spread their wings at night
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| So that finally my children look at the sky and understand
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| That there are lights in the shadow of hope
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| Who never goes out you have to know
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| Remember friend, you were seven, you talked to birds
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| To the trees, to the stones everything was so beautiful
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| I am the world, I was created for you and yes
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| I love you we are best friends in this life
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| I go wild, mistake it's the cry of my pain
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| It's the moan of the child mom understand
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| Your heart is like me, respect it, listen to it
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| It contains the secret of this life, love lives on
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| Now I will talk to you like a fakir
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| The common point you know it driven by the same thing
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| I know what bothers you, it's the state of the hearts
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| Disoriented, deviated from the essential
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| You know the heart of man is like a cup of milk
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| To be filled with good milk and benefactor
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| But no spoiled milk is devastating
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| It's the opening in a way to all the diseases of the soul
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| Which are worse than that of the body
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| Earth despite the events there is hope
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| Believe Abd Al Malik and I don't lie to you
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| This doctor who gives milk, we know him |