Where, miracle and robbery,
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True, yes slander
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Song yes howl.
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There, a ray and divination,
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Faith and calculation
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Peace and God.
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There, for two thousand years
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Fights for people
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Ashes and Light.
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So, the temple is silvering,
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A flash of war
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Near East.
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Chorus:
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Through the light of the evening star, through the howl of the faceless mob, death corrected
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invincible by death!
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Destroy the old temple, warm the soul with hope and see the Sun-Jerusalem!
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Only I, to know, can’t beat the flames for you.
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They dusted off the boots, looked through the lakes of the eye.
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You would have the will over the edge, tear your own, that tear your throat,
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It's all the same that hell, that heaven, all the same, where to eat up.
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And I, the fool, wanted to treat the lethargy of flabby souls.
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Broke off halfway, choked on mud puddles.
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I'm not the first, not the second, who was with a century across,
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Who fertilized the sand with love with living water.
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But only the wind crushes the dawns, like the stars surf,
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And that means I have to keep the path to the answer in order to become myself again.
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So, I have to break the habits of the ring, measure time from scratch.
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To know that the world is under the Cover of the Sun and somewhere in it you and I!
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Where, miracle and robbery,
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True and slander
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Song yes howl.
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There are stones and sand
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Divides by itself
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Near East.
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There, rainbow-arc
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Gets along from the ground
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Bridge to the clouds
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And above the clouds
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Breathe as you live
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PEACE yes LOVE!
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Chorus:
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Through the light of the evening star, through the howl of the faceless mob, death corrected
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invincible by death!
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Destroy the old temple, warm the soul with hope and see the Sun-Jerusalem! |