| Wanna show you something like
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| The joy inside my heart
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| Seems I’ve been living in the temple of the dog
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| Where would I live, if I were a man of golden words?
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| And would I live, at all?
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| Words and music, my only tools
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| Communication
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| And on her arrival, I will set free the birds
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| It’s a pretty time of year, and the mountains sing out loud
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| Tell me, Mr. Golden Words, how’s about the world?
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| Tell me can you tell at all?
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| Words and music, my only tools
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| Communication
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| Let’s fall in love with music
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| The driving force in our living
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| The only international language
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| Divine glory, the expression
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| The knees bow, the tongue confesses
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| The lord of lords, the king of kings
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| The king of kings
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| Words and music — my only tools
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| Communication |