A scientist drifts in his boat the
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silent river down
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He follows the waters
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current
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(The flow which defrauds him...)
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The monotony of whistling
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chuckling
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and singing Voices is tiring
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out of man
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And suddenly - a rolling
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thunder
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First still in distance but soon a
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increasing loudness
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thunder - Like from a storm of
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nature
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breaks the still around, still
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around...!
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closer and closer comes the
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risk....
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Now return or approach to the
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shores
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It's urgent - the time runs
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against him
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Where the rainbow raises in the
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unknown....
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Where a river flows into the
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lowlands....
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Where the water darts in steep bows into
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the deep....
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Where gigantic veils of thigt
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haze rise....
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And the elements build a
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unit!
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On this place there are living
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the gods,
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and there the clouds will be born
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in water....!
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Where The Clouds...
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Cryptic Carnage |