| Thousands, thousands, thousands
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| This is a story about thousands of people, many thousands
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| Thousands, thousands, thousands
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| For whom these ones and zeros have become the main
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| Thousands, thousands, thousands
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| This song is more than a song
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| Thousands, thousands, thousands
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| Listen and sing with me
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| Out of a thousand prayers, one is enough for me
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| The one that will be heard by God
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| Of the many thousands of words, only those are enough for me
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| What will help in the future not to say too much
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| Out of a thousand doors, I need only one
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| which is always open
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| Out of a thousand wishes, one is enough for me -
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| The biggest, with the name of a dream
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| Out of a thousand minutes, I will snatch only those
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| What else do I have to live
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| Out of a thousand things, I won't take everything
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| But only those that I can wear
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| Of all the gold in the world, I will take only valuable
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| The most is what is called silence
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| And one hope is enough - such
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| So that it does not turn into despair
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| Thousands, thousands, thousands
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| Every little thing was chased
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| Thousands, thousands, thousands
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| They didn't know: time would overtake them anyway
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| Thousands, thousands, thousands
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| Every little thing was chased
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| Thousands, thousands, thousands
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| They didn't know: time would overtake them anyway
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| Out of many thousands of people, it would be enough for me
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| Even one, so long as I'm not left alone
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| I need only one, the one that is called a wife
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| Of a thousand different women
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| Out of a thousand roads, only enough is enough for me
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| One that leads to home
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| To a thousand screaming voices I would give mine
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| Not loud, as long as it is weighty
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| Out of a thousand newspapers, I will choose only those
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| Which is enough for me to light a fire
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| Out of a thousand enemies, I will choose one
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| With whom the war will fit into a short conversation
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| Out of a thousand men, I only trust my father
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| I hope he believes in me too
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| Out of a thousand deaths I will choose one
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| But I would like to make this choice later
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| Thousands, thousands, thousands
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| Every little thing was chased
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| Thousands, thousands, thousands
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| They didn't know: time would overtake them anyway
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| Thousands, thousands, thousands
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| Every little thing was chased
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| Thousands, thousands, thousands
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| They didn't know: time would overtake them anyway
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| Thousands, thousands, thousands
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| Every little thing was chased
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| Thousands, thousands, thousands
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| They didn't know: time would overtake them anyway
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| Thousands, thousands, thousands
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| Every little thing was chased
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| Thousands, thousands, thousands
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| They didn't know: time would overtake them anyway |