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They were fair and they were blond, |
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Laughing loud and singing songs, |
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Hoping for the best in life, |
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Heading for a paradise. |
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In the flash of an eye was born, |
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What would grow to become a storm, |
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When the fountain of youth was sprung, |
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Lost and gone, everyone. |
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In the man is the child alive, |
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To know and feel how to survive, |
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But the world was as cold as ice |
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When they looked for paradise. |
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Love in hand, the first to fight, |
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The golden dawn was a nasty sight. |
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The world turns as cold as ice, |
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Lost cause in paradise. |
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They were fair, and they were blond, |
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Laughing loud and singing songs, |
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Bit the world was as cold as ice, |
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Lost cause in paradise. |
