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作词 : Hidalgo, Pérez |
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My legs are tired |
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My face feels hot |
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Wake up Dolores |
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Please try to walk |
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Oh, sacred night |
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Our light is dim |
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We have so far to go |
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The stones are hard |
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On this endless road |
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Oh, sacred night |
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On quetzal plumes |
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Of dying suns |
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And purple moons |
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Oh, sacred night |
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As an eagle soars |
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Our spirits fly |
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To our gentle rest |
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Under loving sky |
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Oh, sacred night |
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On quetzal plumes |
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Of dying suns |
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And purple moons |
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Oh, sacred night |
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OcuiltinMoyacatla |
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OtlicaAuh in caltech |
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zuo ci : Hidalgo, Pe rez |
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My legs are tired |
|
My face feels hot |
|
Wake up Dolores |
|
Please try to walk |
|
Oh, sacred night |
|
Our light is dim |
|
We have so far to go |
|
The stones are hard |
|
On this endless road |
|
Oh, sacred night |
|
On quetzal plumes |
|
Of dying suns |
|
And purple moons |
|
Oh, sacred night |
|
As an eagle soars |
|
Our spirits fly |
|
To our gentle rest |
|
Under loving sky |
|
Oh, sacred night |
|
On quetzal plumes |
|
Of dying suns |
|
And purple moons |
|
Oh, sacred night |
|
OcuiltinMoyacatla |
|
OtlicaAuh in caltech |
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zuò cí : Hidalgo, Pé rez |
|
My legs are tired |
|
My face feels hot |
|
Wake up Dolores |
|
Please try to walk |
|
Oh, sacred night |
|
Our light is dim |
|
We have so far to go |
|
The stones are hard |
|
On this endless road |
|
Oh, sacred night |
|
On quetzal plumes |
|
Of dying suns |
|
And purple moons |
|
Oh, sacred night |
|
As an eagle soars |
|
Our spirits fly |
|
To our gentle rest |
|
Under loving sky |
|
Oh, sacred night |
|
On quetzal plumes |
|
Of dying suns |
|
And purple moons |
|
Oh, sacred night |
|
OcuiltinMoyacatla |
|
OtlicaAuh in caltech |
