Time - The Last Travel | Текст песни

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Long ago, when I was just a boy So alone then, last of my kind in the world I believed futures could be reborn I would go back in time, change what's to come Hunting, searching for futures I've dreamed Ever chasing, believing visions unseen Hearing that hope is futile only inspires me not to give up Valhalla is calling me to the end I can hear now the beating hearts of lost friends Urging me to not forget them As the last hunter, I'll find the key

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