| I’ve been here for a million years
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| Through the joy, through the tears
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| But when I am gone this will go on
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| And the circle starts again
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| I’ve watched the mountains rise from dust
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| Saw the gold return to rust
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| I had cried when the oceans died
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| And the circle starts again
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| O-o-oh, o-o-oh
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| A-a-ah, a-a-ah
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| O-o-oh, o-o-oh
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| A-a-ah, a-a-ah
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| I was here when the world began to turn
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| Kissed the sun as it started to burn
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| The whispering at the reckoning
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| Said: «The circle starts again»
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| The moon was rising from above
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| I caught her eye and thought it was love
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| But she turned her back, the sky went black
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| And the circle starts again
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| O-o-oh, o-o-oh
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| A-a-ah, a-a-ah
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| O-o-oh, o-o-oh
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| A-a-ah, a-a-ah
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| I danced through castles made of stone
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| Walked the desert sands alone
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| In the midnight hour you feet the power
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| And the circle starts again
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| Now the question falls to you, my friend
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| No beginning has no end
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| Will we ever learn, will the world still turn
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| Will the circle starts again?
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| O-o-oh, o-o-oh
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| A-a-ah, a-a-ah
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| O-o-oh, o-o-oh
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| A-a-ah, a-a-ah… |