Who are you? Who am I? Is it real the time to the ski... Nothing?s real for the ski- Sing the birds of paradise. I?m afraid can to see, Tell me, where whould you carry me You will soon release, Sing the birds of paradise. Ref: Flying on flying on.. To the lands that you once have learn, To the peace that once was true For a little girl, like you Flying on, Flying on
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