We are ready to go
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Please fasten your seat belts, please sit in the designated areas
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Or even do it the other way around
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On the way, we will pass Drogo-Signs
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Please look at them carefully
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Because these are my Road Signs, Son
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These are my Dear-Signs
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Today I would like to tell you about the genesis
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I see you in the meadow, you are a toddler, you run
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Because pearls prefer daylight, white
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And the night loves black, the thorn, the shade of red
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In such a light (orchard) bears fruit, is it sad?
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Throw it in the keyboard, long it live in the jungle
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It is the moon that will reflect your glow, reflected glow
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From the family tree from the mirror of leaves
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You are pure, non-poisoned mind, fragile
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You like people, singing, their laughter is scabs from the soul
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The hundred-mile forest is behind the shelter
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Look at him repeatedly, evaluate through the windows, with the eye
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The blue of the sky is above you, it is you
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Get yourself a ladder to climb
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And many of them, I adore in them, this great quiz
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Look at Alex's door, it's already open
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A stream of words is flowing from the mouth, my son
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Winds from the fields, they know the pulse, these notes
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Let the bird key in the winter frost
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Apart from words, there is also an abundance of expensive Signs
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This is our asset, and here you have the images
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Lots of sticky letters and Dear-Signs
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You have to pay dearly to understand the facts
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Here are cards from a tree, beech with roots
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Hello child, the Light is a burden
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Tough guy, since you've figured out the puzzle, you have this task
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Give your heart for devotion to God
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Because he gave you the ode, you're a poem
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You have so many inaccurate rhymes
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Nevertheless, there is order there, a nice fairy tale
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Please dream, let the waterfall fall on him
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Blades of grass, plus that turquoise scarf of the waves
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It's a pastel sun, light is fire, recommend it
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Hen to this lantern, the moths have controls, and please
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Don't turn off like a pilot, here! |
on the left!
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Take it, turn off that monitor, today, live with the system
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Not in it, but vis-à-vis, go out and collect the fleece
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The planet is a ball for consistency a little too late
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Do it, plant a few dream seeds, harvest tomorrow
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You're a Sagittarius, shoot the target with the crossbow, I know it's difficult
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A stream of words is flowing from my mouth, son
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The field winds know the pulse of these notes
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Let the bird key in the winter frost
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Apart from words, there is also a plethora of expensive signs
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Remember the future, not the memories
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It is your past that envies you that you no longer have bad ones
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And the present is beauty therapy
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But before you go, it's one more thing, baby
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Sailor, whoever you are, don't ignore the signs
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Write it down by heart and remember to send the ship
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Return safely and build immortality
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To the east of you is the one who manages the great energy
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You are a man, so be responsible
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So that you don't have to keep twisting the spiral of evil like me
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You got a brain, strain it, to the next level (oh)
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You pledge to sign it in our font, in blood
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And all around, the stench of souls is the stuffiness of hell
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Run away from the estate if you don't know how to reconcile with him
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Do not possess, then you will not possess happiness
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And you will sit where the Earth is, let a rainbow grow from within you
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Strength is not in the muscles, there is no force in the brain
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There is strength in the spirit, so temper it and try your feelings
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And they will numb your feeling of the Earthly Trial
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And you will understand the "Way", now you can go boy, with God
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We're landing, unbuckle your seat belts please
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Oh son, son
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Son, in the end I wanted to tell you, hmm, like this
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Listen like this
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Become what you want, dad chose the music
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I've already said, I don't know much, but I have all my life for it
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I wish you a passion that will give you your own asylum
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When you get to know her, don't waste your boyfriend a chance
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People confuse treasure with having great faith
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Happiness is one thing, heaven or hell for the weak
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The flag flutters on the balcony, I sit in the window, block
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I will do everything to make you have a real home, which is a shelter
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The one with the garden, put your bare foot in it
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It is the fruits of the Earth that will feed your needs, boy
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Do not cost foreign nature, they are an expensive item
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A rotating commodity that rotates in a wheel
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Expand the space, you can see yourself in the marathon, run, run!
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Even if you go slower, breathe
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Father explained, now you will explain yourself
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Whatever you say is your verse at the end! |