| I’m gonna to tell a new story now
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| Of hope, desire and pain
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| The dream of a king, the quest begins
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| So pay attention to me!
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| It’s not too late, no it’s not too late
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| Don’t fall yet asleep
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| I’ll take care of your dreams, with all the sweet
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| Words my tongue has ever tasted
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| Luriel was kind, beautiful rich
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| A nice man, strong and safe
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| He had his home, he had his fields
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| His cow a wife a child
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| Nothing less, nothing more, the perfect life for him
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| He said a gift, a precious thing god has blessed me
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| Nothing is taken for granted
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| When you don’t have what you want
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| Who owns it does not notice it lacks
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| Until he loses what he loves
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| Working hard, working well
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| Day by day the story repeats itself
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| Lay aside, lay aside no time to play with your child
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| Are you the father that he deserves?
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| Are you the father that he deserves?
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| Are you the husband that he deserves?
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| Nothing is taken for granted
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| When you don’t have what you want
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| Who owns it does not notice it lacks
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| Until he loses what he loves
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| Please my lord
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| Please my lord open your eyes and see
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| What I have, what I had, why it happened to me?
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| Tell me lord, tell me lord…
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| What I have done to deserve
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| To lose my loves my precious things
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| Nothing less nothing more, I want them back
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| Now he is a poor man who begs for gold
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| He lives in the dust in the sludge
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| The night he still dreams to have again it all
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| He leaves this life dreaming of his past |