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March 10, 1959

Ivana Spagna
Language: English



Walkin’ out
where my soul is called
where even stores
are so mysterious
walkin’ out
where the pain is born
when the Chinese thorn
wounds the soul of the world
where people
close to the end
can believe
in love again
walkin’ out
through the ancient walls
children’s eyes so sweet
so serious
walkin’ out for a sign of love
victims of insane
and destructive games
builty of being born when
dreams are coming to an end
The dream of the people
of a magic land
just to be free to love
to live again
the dream of the people
of a mystic land
who, who believe
in love again
Leave it out
in the name of love!
Tortures can’t keep them
quiet as you want
Crying out
on the ancient walls
prayers will fly high
you can’t keep them quiet
bad wolf
with a billion heads
their faith is not dead
The dream of the people
of a magic land
just to be free to love
to live again
the dream of the people
of a mystic land
who, who believe
in love again
work it out
gotta work it out
work it out
gotta work it out
work it out
gotta work it out
work it out
gotta work it out
work it out


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