is everywhere the quiet shade of gray ...
Seeking a way out of this endless night
I'm looking for the sun
I know, this is my destiny ....
I listen to old stories
It is a struggle, the struggle against the
The moon shines
old sins in this eternal night gray angel
asking me to
I will again bring sunshine into the country
a divine hand leading me
I ride down from heaven
It is magic, magic of the dream of a wizard
in the mystical light of dawn between heart and soul
will I end up
Is it a call for new hope?
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