| There’s a man who waits in the shade
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| He don’t look like us
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| But his eyes are sparkling in the darkness
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| You can’t say how old he is
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| The years can’t hurt him
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| He knows the magic that makes images
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| He don’t look rich
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| But it seems there’s forbidden treasures
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| And he’s the one who knows the secret way
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| Time has come to take care
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| Turn around and run but
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| If you don’t
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| You’ll have to hear the words he’ll say:
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| Ride to the white zone!
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| Follow the stairs!
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| I’ll wait for you at Luna Square!
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| He will teach you all his spells
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| How to turn dust into gold
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| The path to heaven and to hell
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| To be strong and to behold
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| To delude the wealthy man
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| To seduce his virgin maid
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| How to curse the magic ban
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| How to raise his limits great
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| Ride to the white zone!
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| I will be there
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| I’ll wait for you at Luna Square!
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| There are sparkles in your eyes
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| You enjoy your mighty life
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| By and by
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| The years weren’t dry
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| You’re in a state that you can’t die
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| All your tries are in vain
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| You must go the dusty way
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| You are waiting in the shade
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| You will be the one who’ll say:
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| Ride to the white zone!
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| Follow the stairs!
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| I’ll wait for you at Luna Square! |