High on a mountain
I look below as all the world is sleeping
And as I wonder
What lies behind the spirit of redemption
I thought of this...
How we came so far on the words so softly spoken
How the storm would rage but the dream remained unbroken
Every heart would rise at the thought of our new freedom
All in harmony
We had what we wanted
And though we fell from love and war beneath the sun
The scars heal so quickly
They lead us on to find the right connection
I thought of this...
How we came so far on the words so softly spoken
How the storm would rage but the dream remained unbroken
Every heart would rise at the thought of our new freedom
All in harmony
All in harmony
All in harmony
Watching the world so peaceful and still below me
Though I'm alone I know there is hope below me
Oh show me
Sleep now peaceful world, rest your weary head
Yeah yeah
When we are one, love will go on forever
One nation, one sun, we will move on together
Before my eyes
How we came so far on the words so softly spoken
How the storm would rage but the dream remained unbroken
Every heart would rise at the thought of our new freedom
All in harmony, oh yeah
All in harmony, oh yeah
All in harmony
Sleep now peaceful world, rest your weary head
Yeah yeah
Sleep now peaceful world, rest your weary head
Sleep now peaceful world, rest your weary head
Yeah yeah
Sleep now peaceful world, rest your weary head
Yeah yeah
Sleep now peaceful world, rest your weary head
Greito maisto valgykloj "uzkalnieciai" susitinka bulkute, sasyskyte ir buterbrodukas. Ateina jiems skundziasi surainis, desrainis ir falafelainis, kad ju niekas nenori. Buterbrodukas sako: mes irgi ne madoj. Surainis: - tai kada sugrisim i mada?
Susitinka ziemkentys, jarube ir aruodas.
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