| You go and do not return, there is no way back,
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| A country where everything is cloudless cannot be found on the map.
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| And life is in a hurry with parallels, in a hurry where?
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| Trains do not rush to the country where happiness is hidden.
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| Chorus:
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| There, behind the wondrous mountains, behind the haze in the distance,
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| In captivity the lakes are blue at the pink dawn.
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| There behind seven locks, there on seven keys,
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| In the dungeon, happiness is bound in chains and shackles.
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| And the world, like a globe, is spinning, running, running hours
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| And not all childhood dreams always come true.
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| And in the web of life intertwined years
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| And sometimes you see only pictures of the past.
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| Chorus:
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| There, behind the wondrous mountains, behind the haze in the distance,
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| In captivity the lakes are blue at the pink dawn.
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| There behind seven locks, there on seven keys,
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| In the dungeon, happiness is bound in chains and shackles.
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| Losing.
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| You go and do not return, there is no way back,
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| A country where everything is cloudless cannot be found on the map.
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| And life is in a hurry with parallels, in a hurry where?
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| Trains do not rush to the country where happiness is hidden.
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| Chorus:
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| There, behind the wondrous mountains, behind the haze in the distance,
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| In captivity the lakes are blue at the pink dawn.
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| There behind seven locks, there on seven keys,
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| In the dungeon, happiness is bound in chains and shackles.
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| In the dungeon, happiness is bound in chains and shackles. |