| One million miles i’m walking, one million miles away
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| And still you hear me talkin
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| Full of doubt on a painful way
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| I’m not a fortune teller nor support the monarchy
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| I’m setting up the situation to destroy my scenery
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| Take all the trouble with me, more than i can afford
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| Anscrewed and full of laughter, as qirija speaks the word
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| Oh well i don’t know, whatever i’ll see…
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| Come slowly, won’t you look at me instead
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| Depressed and lonely, listen to what shiva said
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| Taste the falvour of a hundred million tears
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| I stare into her eyes
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| Crimes the hide since thousand years
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| As now my live is shifted, i crawl on holy ground
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| My blodd and soul are god gifted
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| Made me lokkin’in from the out
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| Still i hear their voices singing
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| Gliding sounds from the left to right
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| I try to close my eyes
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| But can’t get her out of my sight
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| I know this place is haunted
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| This temple of tears
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| This lust i always wanted
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| Beautiful and lustful fears,…
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| And still i don’t know where do i go |