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Sail your way
to the glowing sun ablaze,
in the warmth of the day.
But trough all this violent storm
will I keep myself strong?
On and on,
to the sun ...
As the red morning comes we'll dance
like dead leaves on the wind.
Find your way to my frozen heart,
in a cold winter reign.
With a thousand scars in my soul,
i will keep myself strong.
On and on,
to the sun ...
As the red morning comes we'll dance
like dead leaves on the wind.