| Don't stop breathing
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| Hide the jungle under our threshold
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| I don't want to scream anymore
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| I want to take off from the surface
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| Expedition to Klama Hama
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| Hey brother, hey sister
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| Don't stop breathing
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| I open my eyes wide, I listen to your walk
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| I don't want to scream anymore
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| God burning the sky, burn our home
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| Distilling a new era
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| Sharpening the sharp sword
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| Like the wrath of the dragon
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| On these lands
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| Wild beasts, escaping in terror to our range
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| Tango, in the dark I dance trying to escape from myself
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| Finalizing the pact with my shadow
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| I leave like Aladdin on a rug
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| no one names the bombs anymore
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| Dogmas explode
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| You kick nothing in search of everything
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| Next to bolo rodo
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| Like a mud hurricane
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| I'm taking your house
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| I leave you wings without bullets
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| May your words be the entrance to the Klama Hama
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| Brothas await your arrival
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| They paint the path with serum
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| Today the tears did not move
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| almost disappeared
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| Expedition to Klama Hama
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| Hey brother, hey sister
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| Don't stop breathing
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| Hide the jungle under our threshold
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| I don't want to scream anymore
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| I want to take off from the surface
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| This fortress no longer loves anyone
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| Nobody is the one who deceives, nobody who harms me
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| And it is useless that you train your trains
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| Here they have no way
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| I have seen the lions guarding our lives
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| You are wrong before the gaze of the saga
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| Your little direct hit does nothing nothing
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| Like Chow Yun Fat my goat head
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| I have the style, the technique to give you fall
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| When you're on the ground
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| I will give you my hand and a dream
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| And if you're not loyal
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| A thousand dragons kicking your body
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| You know, my pain is clandestine
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| Like the contract of heaven and hell
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| This is the legend of the tiger and the dragon
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| Expedition to Klama Hama
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| Hey brother, hey sister
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| Woman who accompanies me through the waters of the clock
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| Vision that transports me laughing at the sun
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| I apologize if I kill my spirits
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| Today is the wounded day, my voice is lost
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| slow and fast friend
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| It happens that I'm awake and far away
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| And I accompany the delicacy along with the rice
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| Dinner catches fire day by day
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| Just feed the malnourished lifeless souls
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| You will free the hands that want to reach
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| To the place where water can be kissed
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| You hear, the words went from there
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| You will dream of one day being able to wake up
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| Walk, meet humanity
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| You will cry, for what you have seen and what you will see
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| Beyond, you heard a child shut up
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| In his voice the memory of what happened |