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Call thunderstorm. heat storing
Burn out blind fire,
There at the bottom of the cold
Water and bottom disturbing dream .

Failed to prayers
Ulcers heal the heart ,
To remember the forgotten ,
On the river in a fog swim.

Chorus:
And who believe the banks ,
Remain juicy grass
Fell down The cold springs ,
And the song was resurrected in the spring,
Ironed wind mirrors river
Wings of birds became
And autumn pooped in the snare line.

Had to know good and evil,
Seed of the word uttered ,
Everything under the sink paddle
On the river in a fog floated ...

Chorus:
And who believe the banks ,
Remain juicy grass
Fell down The cold springs ,
And the song was resurrected in the spring,
Ironed wind mirrors river
Wings of birds became
And autumn pooped in the snare line.