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Young woman share your fire with me |
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My heart is cold, my soul is free |
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I am a stranger in your land |
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A wandering man, call me Sand |
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Oh sir my fire is very small |
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It will not warm thy heart at all |
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But thee may take me by the hand |
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Hold me and I'll call thee Sand |
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Young woman share your fire with me |
| [01:06.57] |
My heart is cold, my soul is free |
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I am a stranger in your land |
| [01:19.11] |
A wandering man, call me Sand |
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At night when stars light up the sky |
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Oh sir I dream my fire is high |
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Oh taste these lips sir if you can |
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Wandering man, I call thee Sand |
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Oh sir my fire is burning high |
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If it should stop sir I would die |
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A shooting star has crossed my land |
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Wandering man, - She whispered, - Sand |
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Young woman shared her fire with me |
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Now warms herself with memory |
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I was a stranger in her land |
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A wandering man, she called me sand |
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He was a stranger in my land |
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A wandering man, i called him sand |
