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We used to walk all through the night
Looking for something we could never find
Now I alone sit in the deep
And talk to ghosts I can' t see
I hear the wind calls my name
Oh, where can I find a trace
Cruel Moon, I cry for you
To bring him back to my place
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I used to feel magic in the night
Gazing at your eyes to find there the light
Now left alone out in the cold
Hearing the goodbye you told
I hear the wind calls my name
Oh, where can I find a trace
Cruel Moon, I cry for you
To bring him back to my place
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I hear the wind calls my name
Oh, where can I find a trace
Cruel Moon, I cry for you
To bring him back to my place
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