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Fordítás: Lake Of Tears. Children Of The Grey.
Feathers were sweeping snowblizzards and winds The blaze of flame - burning the skies Under his footseps the skylines divide Lakes started flming from each tear
dry tear of home thoughts from abroad In his far away eyes In his far away eyes The smell of the wax on the wooden floor Mixture of polish and soap No children
