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and how could you dream of meeting
come down at dawn from windless hills
he came and took me by the hand
a life on the ocean wave
all down the years
i love my hour of wind and light
since i have felt the sense of death
do the boys and girls still go
i am dying
i sometimes wonder if it's really true
pharaoh, king of egypt's land
but alas, just dreams
there is a country full of wine

 



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