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My eyes're filled with snow
Her winds are so cold
Her nights are so long
She has come my home

Sleeping,
Under the cover of snow he's sleeping
Waits for the moment for breaking free
Get out of the cage where he was imprisoned
And after all get a chance to see

The debris of what he loved
Of the perfect world just a primitive draft
Faded colours on an easel
On the record old blunt needle

But soon night will come to an end, and sun will shine
Day'll come and there'll be no more regret and fright
And everything around will take it's place
Huge mountains will turn into the sand without a trace

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