| I hear the children play
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| with the guards of the jail
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| with the guards of the jail
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| with the guards of the jail
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| I’m thinking of a new name
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| that I could give myself
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| one day I’ll be myself
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| oh, I’ll be my own
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| It’s been forty long years
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| in the desert I have been
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| I’ve even hit the devils nose
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| in the desert I have grown
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| And as a woman said
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| that day when I was crying out
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| God puts his diamonds in the sand
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| but then he will always takes them back
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| Have a good day brother
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| me and your sister will rise up
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| like an elephant
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| from the mud
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| in your carefree sleep
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| we will brake free
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| we will brake free
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| Have a good day brother
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| me and your little bro
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| me and your sister will rise up
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| like an elephant
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| from the storm
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| in your carefree sleep
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| we will brake free
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| And the city will be reborn
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| and the streets will be washed
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| may the streets be clean and washed
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| may the streets be clean and washed
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| And we will wave our hand
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| and everybody will forget the past
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| and everybody will forget the past
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| And as a woman said
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| that day when I was crying out
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| God puts his diamonds in the sand
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| but then he will always takes them back
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| Have a good day brother
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| me and your sister will rise up
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| like an elephant
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| from the mud
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| in your carefree sleep
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| we will brake free
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| we will brake free
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| Have a good day brother
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| me and your little bro
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| me and your sister will rise up
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| like an elephant
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| from the storm
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| in your carefree sleep
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| we will brake free
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| we will brake free
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| I’m thinking of a new name
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| that I could give myself
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| one day I’ll be myself
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| oh, I’ll be my own
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| (Gracias a Xoxe por esta letra) |