Let the lights go where you like the curtains
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The windmill is running, take the wire in
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The tops of the clouds are touching, the roots are going to hell
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I press the footprint, deep into the marble
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The windmill is running, luckily you're in it
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The windmill is running, luckily you're in it
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Wrrah
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Strong so ku rock, storm piessy the surface of the soul
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Pain still deep, walk on the edge of the wind in the evening
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The soul forges iron, the flame of light bursts inside
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The power to overthrow I carried away, the pain made the boys occupy
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And you don't have to get out of it, it's invincible
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Stand with your back straight as all the winners have
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And I am untouched, I swear by the Holy Ghost
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Not everyone is brave oo, there is still a lot to fight for
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And nothing here is about the weather and there was no beautiful praise
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The shadows still plunged into the depths as the embers
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I got up on my back, I was born again in Fenix
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And I always broke or moved every obstacle
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And not created me will change I have a lion's heart
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If you feel my gentleness, you will feel deep in me
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This emotional permanent ku destiny is broken by a pen
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Ku makes evil good, it becomes holy
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Let the lights go where you like the curtains
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The windmill is running, take the wire in
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The tops of the clouds are touching, the roots are going to hell
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I press the footprint, deep into the marble
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The windmill is running, luckily you're in it
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The windmill is running, luckily you're in it
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Ku feel like I can't get used to the pain
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You can't broke up without getting yellow
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The happier the end the sooner it comes
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The wind blows, the glass mists, the traces remain in the snow
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And with the arrival of spring, it will all melt away
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I will recreate it all for so many people
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Through the frost, through the wind I kept squeezing
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And then I was a hand puppet, one of the words spoke to me
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He didn't answer any more
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Although it comes again the day the wounds open and do not hold bandages
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The sun sets and the sun hits the window
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I go under the blanket and don't make my mind move
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And all the devils of the past will be whispered
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Get your feet in the boot and tighten my scarf
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Not today, not tomorrow that darkness will not come into me
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I prefer everything to feel like nothing feels anywhere
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Let the lights go where you like the curtains
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The windmill is running, take the wire in
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The tops of the clouds are touching, the roots are going to hell
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I press the footprint, deep into the marble
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The windmill is running, luckily you're in it
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The windmill is running, luckily you're in it |