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If I ask to the world
The world will lie me
Each one thinks that they don't change
And what do the others change?
And I spend the early mornings
Searching a beam of light
Why the night is so long?
Guitar, tell me
It becomes raw lie
Wath was tender true
It becomes raw lie
Wath was tender true
And even the fertile earth
Becomes in sand.
And I spend the early mornings
Searching a beam of light
Why the night is so long?
Guitar, tell me
The mens are dead gods
Of a temple collapsed
The mens are dead gods
Of a temple collapsed
No even their dreams was saved
Only a shadow has remained
And I spend the early mornings
Searching a beam of light
Why the night is so long?
Guitar, tell me
Why the night is so long?
Guitar, tell me
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