| In the land of Oden
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| There stands a mountain
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| One thousand miles in the air
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| From edge to edge
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| This mountain measures
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| One thousand miles square
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| A little bird comes wingin'
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| Once in every million years
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| Sharpens his beak on the mountain
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| And swiftly disappears
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| Thus, when this mountain
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| Was worn away
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| This to eternity
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| Will be one single day
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| In the land of Oden
|
| There stands a mountain
|
| One thousand miles in the air
|
| From edge to edge
|
| This mountain measures
|
| One thousand miles square
|
| A little bird comes wingin'
|
| Once in every million years
|
| Sharpens his beak on the mountain
|
| And swiftly disappears
|
| Thus, when this mountain
|
| Was worn away
|
| This to eternity
|
| Will be one single day
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| Will be one single day |