| Burning countryside
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| Mountains being climbed
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| We shift and turn and swear and yearn
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| And try try and try
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| A general collision
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| With all that stands as such
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| We reinvent and tear apart
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| And stitch and stitch and stitch
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| Marching band’s parading
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| Perfume floods the streets
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| Everyone’s standing
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| The crowd inside of me
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| But all of this yeah, all of this
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| To you does not
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| But all of this yeah, all of this
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| To you does not… exist
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| And empires rise and empires fall
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| And empires rise and empires fall
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| And we engage and we dissolve
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| Ds Vreneli abem Guggisberg
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| Und ds Hans Jacobeli änät em Bärg
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| Ds Vreneli abem Guggisberg
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| Und ds Hans Jacobeli änät em Bärg
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| S’isch äbä ä Mönsch uf Ärde
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| S’isch äbä ä Mönsch uf Ärde
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| Won i möcht binim sie
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| And empires rise and empires fall
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| And empires rise and empires fall
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| And we engage and we dissolve
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| For nothing but the change
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| But all of this yeah, all of this
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| To you does not
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| But all of this yeah, all of this
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| To you does not
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| But all of this yeah, all of this
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| To you does not… exist |