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I'm not made of blood nor from bone |
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here on earth, all alone |
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I am fire, the water and the wind |
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soon I will beckon you |
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The time has nearly come |
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I'll go back to where I come from |
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I've already turned my back you |
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You don't see my tears |
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And the sun is shining suddenly |
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but it's no blaze |
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It's just me |
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I'm not made of blood nor from bone |
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here on earth, all alone |
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I am fire, the water and the wind |
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soon I will beckon you |
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The time has nearly come |
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I'll go back to where I come from |
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I've already turned my back you |
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You don't see my tears |
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And the sea is raging suddenly |
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but it's no storm |
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It's just me |
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Just me |
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Even if my coffins in the ground |
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Even if my breathing makes no sound |
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I'm here in the tides |
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Every day and all these nights |
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Only your doubts that my body is spoiled |
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It's just my mask here in the soil |
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What do you think? |
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I am the wind |
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I am the wind |
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I am the wind |
