| We are a rock revolving around the golden sun
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| We are a billion children rolled into one
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| So when I hear about the hole in the sky
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| Creo que voy a llorar
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| We climb the highest mountains
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| We’ll make the desert bloom
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| We’re so ingenious we can walk on the moon
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| But when I hear of how the forests have died
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| Creo que voy a llorar
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| I have lived for love, but now that’s not enough
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| For the world I love is dying
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| Time is not a friend, (no friend of mine)
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| Cause friends we’re out of time
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| And it’s slowly passing by
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| Right before our eyes
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| We light the deepest oceans
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| Send photographs of Mars
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| We’re so enchanted by how clever we are
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| Why should one baby feel so hungry she cries?
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| Creo que voy a llorar
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| I have lived for love, but now that’s not enough
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| For the world I love is dying (and now I’m crying)
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| Time is not a friend (no friend of mine)
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| 'Cause friends we’re out of time
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| And it’s slowly passing by
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| Right before our eyes
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| We are a rock revolving
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| Around a golden sun
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| We are a billion children rolled into one
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| What will god think of me the day that I die
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| Creo que voy a llorar
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| Creo que voy a llorar
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| Creo que voy a llorar |