Far, far away, where the birch wouldn't grow
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Far, far away and where the wind freezes your face
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There you won't be alone
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I would rather fly with eagles, to the snow hills
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I would rather run with wolves, between the trees
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I would rather be with trees, than in the middle of noisy streets
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So far away, My mind flies to the moon
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Far, far away, I can see what happens soon
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And what's most important
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With Trees
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| Kopriklaani |
