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Jedes Metal braucht seine Legierung |
A Quick Traveller
When we get a glimpse of herI am hurt while you are glad Though the sight warms your soul It reminds me of what I had
If she knew how I need her Would she really care for me Long ago yet she did I guess she’s got places to be
- She is the reason that we cling to our lives And she’s a quick traveller too I will never waste time with her again And she set off before I knew -
A breeze so gentle and swift Makes me want to live again Where I once used to live In the eye of a hurricane
Could she remember at all The grasses’ green so unreal And if she stopped by now Would I feel what I used to feel
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