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Touching the last of what is past |
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Moving silent water fell the first that comes |
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Slow and winding, flowing free |
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Peaceful music in its sound of distant drums |
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Trust the shallow virgin stream |
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Danger wild, beware the deeper it becomes |
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Moving highway, twisting byway |
| [01:57.96] |
Can't turn back |
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Singing in the summer rain |
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Rain that's caught in its flow |
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Spreading, shining, silver lining |
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Gold on black |
| [02:26.14] |
Echoes moods of the moon and sun |
| [02:29.67] |
Sun that shines from below |
| [04:57.82] |
Makes a soft and easy way |
| [05:05.29] |
Left to choose its path will always be a friend |
| [05:10.43] |
Touch the last of what has past |
| [05:17.57] |
Never idle river drifting to the end |
