Lowers the night darkness on the slope
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Stone and sand on the river like a dream
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According to which the elders draw ligature
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Years will carry us through the epochs
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And I'm walking with the wind, the compass heart is looking for the north
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I change smoke for meters in the very mouth of a mountain mudflow
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The tribe that does not sleep...
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We are a tribe that does not sleep...
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The tribe that does not sleep...
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We are a tribe that does not sleep...
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The tribe that does not sleep...
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We are a tribe that does not sleep...
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The tribe that does not sleep...
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We are a tribe that does not sleep...
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The wolf goes to the smoke of the fire and hopes for the sheep
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I will kill him myself, because he is a fool
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Tomorrow we will die, and today there will be a feast -
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Our tribe for the hundredth time deceived this world
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And the cedars beat the heads of the empty and weak with their fruits
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They run from pain, plunging souls into the shadows
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In the palm of the old man lies the west like a blind star
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The artist carves the past day on the stones
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My name is my tribe and
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My tribe is those with whom I am
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The sun warms my crown, and
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Even if there is darkness outside the window
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I live parallel to the system
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Parallel to the anti-system
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I believe in the one who is risen
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Do not forget that there is a cut
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Yes, it’s as if I don’t exist - I’m a partisan,
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But look: there are a full hall of people like us
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Don't care about one thing - who said what
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The flame warms the tribe, eye to eye
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We have come to you, wake up!
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White salt on white bread -
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Help us eat this pie!
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Add our track to pin!
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The tribe that does not sleep...
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We are a tribe that does not sleep...
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The tribe that does not sleep...
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We are a tribe that does not sleep...
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The tribe that does not sleep...
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We are a tribe that does not sleep...
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The tribe that does not sleep...
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We are a tribe that does not sleep... |