Take my all hopes
And fly high as long as you can go
Since their birth
They are chained to my heart
Kill them all
Or bring them out
To see the rays of the day
From the sun
Bring all the world of freedom
Or teach them
How to sing for it.
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Mr. Shadow what do you know
even you know not that firewhich kindles without smoke.
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In the sky
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