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We are finally together,

Around us bright silver walls,

We are wraped up in gold,

Genetle brezze sliding trough you hair,

You are smiling 'cause you're next to me,

I am blooming 'cause you're there with me.



When dream fades away,

Silver is turning into stone

And gold in iron chains,

Gentle brezze into huricane,

You into picture on the wall

So here I am again alone.