| Have you ever felt what means to long for night to come?
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| Have you felt the energy is burning hot?
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| Tell me just one better thing than people screaming
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| Tell me what is better that this stage
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| Notes fly free, sweat, savage bodies push eachothers and
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| Music turns into pure instinct
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| Too many times we have wondered and cried
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| We’ve been fighting while dreaming this stage
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| With our eyes shut
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| Now we are here there is not only
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| One little thing that is less precious
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| That the one in our dream…
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| You can never know the place
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| But we will always find
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| Sounds and lights on, as in dreams
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| You can only feel
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| Every word or note is made for all of you
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| For what you give to us during these years nad the ones to come
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| Heart and anger, fire burning
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| Heart and anger, power rising
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| «Every nomad got a home where every night his heart goes to sleep»
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| Tonight we’re on stage, tonight on this stage
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| Just for this night you can be with us for real
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| Just for this night this can be your home with us |