Let there be light where there was darkness,
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Let there be love where there was hate,
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Even in the terrors of the night,
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Sooner or later, comes the day;
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Let there be joy where there was sorrow,
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Let there be hope where there was none,
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And even as your life-blood flowed away,
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Neda, your heart is living on;
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People of the world stand up for freedom,
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Voices call from a distant shore,
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For the winds of change are blowing stronger,
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And Evil men will fall,
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For freedom will not wait anymore;
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Let there be Spring where there was Winter,
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Let there be green where there was grey,
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Even as the Lion seems to sleep,
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Sooner or later, he will wake;
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People of the world stand up for freedom,
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Voices call from a distant shore,
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For the winds of change are blowing stronger,
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And Evil men will fall,
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For freedom will not wait here anymore;
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Women of the world have died for freedom,
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Hear them call from a distant shore,
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For the winds of change are blowing stronger,
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And Evil men must fall,
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For freedom will not wait here anymore;
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People of the world stand up for freedom,
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Voices call from a distant shore,
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For the winds of change are blowing stronger,
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And Evil men will fall;
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People of the world have died for freedom,
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Hear them call from a distant shore,
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For the winds of change are blowing stronger,
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And Evil men will fall,
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For freedom will not wait here anymore,
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People of the world!
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People Of The World
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| Chris De Burgh |
