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[01:03.89]The eyes of night march slowly by
[01:07.39]The last grain falls
[01:09.33]The kneeling man just sighs
[01:14.73]Protected by the one great wall
[01:18.35]Of coloured parts
[01:20.10]He probes his clouded mind
[01:25.66]If he takes a look around him
[01:29.04]Is there nothing left to see
[01:32.54]Is there nothing left at all
[01:35.79]After the day
[01:40.29]With trembling hands he wipes his eyes
[01:43.79]He tries to stand
[01:45.54]But does not feel the need
[01:51.16]The morning sun shines on
[01:53.97]multicoloured The cross
[01:56.50]Left standing through it all
[02:01.75]If he takes a look around him
[02:05.26]Is there nothing left to see
[02:08.57]Is there nothing left at all
[02:11.82]After the day
[03:02.44]If he takes a look around him
[03:05.63]Is there nothing left to see
[03:09.13]Is there nothing left at all
[03:12.13]After the day