Cross the line of dirty minds
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Walk through the flowers and colourful mountains
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Where you sense the odour of the sky
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Where you touch it with your fingers
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Breathe in the air that the sky gives to you
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Sense the smell of heavenly plants
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In mountain's garden made for people like us
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Where an artist creates his priceless pieces
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It will sink into blackness, it will die
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Take what life offers you today
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For tomorrow it may not be here
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Maybe only there we can find peace, prosperity
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Towards the blue mountains
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White like dew and blue like rain
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Prosperity, the passage back to life
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It's human hand...the kingdom before the lies
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Take me, let me feel
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When will the real kingdom come?
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The Passage Back To Life
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Ashes You Leave |