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I. I in a strange land, you 're somewhere there in the distance,
And somewhere not with me, I'm somewhere in the rocks ,
You live there so no, you don't need snow .
Maybe I'm a fool, maybe this is nonsense.
PR. To see a dream , a vivid dream,
Without feeling of time running.
To see the dream, the pure dream,
But again takes me snow white .
II. A little bit faster, different.
There is nothing lovelier than grey-white smoke.
To return all back and to the sky step
Maybe all will be forgiven, but it is not so.
PR. To see a dream, a vivid dream,
Without feeling of time running .
To see the dream, the pure dream,
But again takes me snow white.
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