| Black horses in the yellow sky
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| A cloud of dust has no wind
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| Horses in the yellow sky
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| Drawn into the whirlwind
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| They were blown like sticks and leafs
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| An awful dream, it woke me
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| The horses blown like sticks and leafs
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| It woke me, such a dream
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| White mirror outside my window
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| Shine like the morning star
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| White mirror outside my door
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| Exploded like the drums are four
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| Black horses in a wounded sky
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| Clouds of dust that have no wind
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| Horses in the yellow sky
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| Drawn into the whirlwind
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| The horses scattered just like leafs
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| From every corner of the earth
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| The horses scattered just like leafs
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| It should be such a dream
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| Such a dream
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| Black horses in a yellow sky
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| Black horses in a yellow sky |