| Now as the train pulls west
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| Its rhythm rocks the earth
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| And to this unknown land
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| We turn into the night
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| The great khan leafs through maps of cities yet unfound
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| «And where am I to go? |
| And what am I to find?»
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| From dark to blazing bright
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| We thunder through ravines
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| From dark to blazing bright
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| Where no one else has been
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| Rising scattered lands
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| Always draws us near
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| Ever narrowing the tracks to where they lead
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| If I could draw the way, a map of my mind
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| From dark to blazing bright
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| We thunder through ravines
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| From dark to blazing bright
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| Where no one else has been
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| From dark to blazing bright
|
| We thunder through ravines
|
| From dark to blazing bright
|
| Where no one else has been
|
| From dark to blazing bright
|
| We thunder through ravines
|
| From dark to blazing bright
|
| Where no one else has been
|
| From dark to blazing bright
|
| We thunder through ravines
|
| From dark to blazing bright
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| Where no one else has been |