When loneliness settles in this city
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A bird dies in its sleep
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You want to take your head and go
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dark streets blind deaf dumb
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When loneliness settles in this city
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A bird dies in its sleep
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You want to take your head and go
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dark streets blind deaf dumb
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O the one who falls on the road wearing love
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You know, these roads go around the mountains.
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If you fall before you reach the half
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The echo of your voice remains tomorrow
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O the one who falls on the road wearing love
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You know, these roads go around the mountains.
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If you fall before you reach the half
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The echo of your voice remains tomorrow
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At the end of the night, the day breaks
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With the love of the heart, the heart is sharpened
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A whining river good luck to you
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You become water and flow
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wildflowers bloom
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At the end of the night, the day breaks
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With the love of the heart, the heart is sharpened
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A whining river good luck to you
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You become water and flow
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wildflowers bloom
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O the one who falls on the road wearing love
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You know, these roads go around the mountains.
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If you fall before you reach the half
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The echo of your voice remains tomorrow
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O the one who falls on the road wearing love
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You know, these roads go around the mountains.
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If you fall before you reach the half
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The echo of your voice remains tomorrow |