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One day I will leave this room
And once gone
I will sing very loud
My hair will shin like a gold
you will see my face unveiled
They spoke of something over
They spoke of something over
They spoke of something over
They spoke of something over
They spoke of something over
They spoke of something over
They spoke of something over
They spoke of something over
How far I've cone alone
I don't mind being arrested
The more I walk
The more get close to the place where I feel home
They spoke of something over
They spoke of something over
They spoke of something over
They spoke of something over
They spoke of something over
They spoke of something over
They spoke of something over
They spoke of something over
WRITERS
giacomo tebaldi
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