| Where will I be When the sun won’t shine anymore
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| Where will I be When the moon won’t smile anymore
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| Where will I be, where will I be Maybe there’s a place to hide from the frost
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| A place where life can get lost
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| Until then the end is near
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| And the skies will never be clear
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| Where will I be When the sun ain’t shining
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| Where will I be When the moon ain’t smiling
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| Where will I be Where will I be When the children stop crying
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| Where will I be When the sun comes near flying
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| Faster than a bird
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| Is this again the birth of the earth
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| No place to hide from the warmth
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| Where the rays can do no harm
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| Where will I be When the sun is burning
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| Where will I be When man is yearning, for deliverance
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| Now, where will I be Where will I be When the children stop crying
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| Where will I be When the sun comes near flying
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| Faster than a bird
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| Is this again the birth of the earth
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| No place to hide from the warmth
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| Where the rays can do no harm
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| Where will I be When the sun ain’t shining
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| Where will I be When the moon ain’t smiling
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| Where will I be Where will I be When the sun is burning
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| Where will I be When man is yearning, for deliverance
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| Where will I be |