and winds will blow again
my hands will be stretch with joy
and my heart will dance
and my mind will follow him
I will listen chirping of birds again
and the whistle of grass
and I will find peace in the rain
and so in the twilight
my hands will be stretch with joy
and my heart will dance
and my mind will follow him
I will listen chirping of birds again
and the whistle of grass
and I will find peace in the rain
and so in the twilight
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