in the green field
the dew
the rose
the sound new
from a new echo always
the strange desert
the star
the birds flew
to the moonlight
the birds flew
to the moolight strange
the sound new
from a new echo always
to echo near
from mountains and clouds bluish
the clouds distant and the light from sun is a sword here
the path that takes us very far
the birds flew
At the moonlight
the dew on the flower
cold dew in the fields
butterflies, mossy stones and green moss from the fields
remember the beautiful moon and our savior
he is our salvation and a mirage in the desert
in the green field
the dew
the rose
the sound new
from a new echo always
the strange desert
the star
the birds flew
to the moonlight
the birds flew
to the moolight strange
the sound new
from a new echo always
to echo near
from mountains and clouds bluish
the clouds distant and the light from sun is a sword here
the path that takes us very far
the birds flew
At the moonlight
the dew on the flower
cold dew in the fields
butterflies, mossy stones and green moss from the fields
remember the beautiful moon and our savior
he is our salvation and a mirage in the desert
no campo verde
o orvalho
a rosa
o som novo
de um novo eco sempre
o estranho deserto
a estrela
os pássaros voaram
ao luar
os pássaros voaram
para a luz da lua estranha
o som novo
de um novo eco sempre
ecoar perto
de montanhas e nuvens azuladas
as nuvens distantes e a luz do sol é uma espada aqui
o caminho que nos leva muito longe
os pássaros voaram
Ao luar
o orvalho na flor
orvalho frio nos campos
borboletas, pedras cobertas de musgo e musgo verde dos campos
lembre-se da linda lua e nosso salvador
ele é a nossa salvação e uma miragem no deserto
in the green field
the dew
the rose
the sound new
from a new echo always
the strange desert
the star
the birds flew
to the moonlight
the birds flew
to the moolight strange
the sound new
from a new echo always
to echo near
from mountains and clouds bluish
the clouds distant and the light from sun is a sword here
the path that takes us very far
the birds flew
At the moonlight
the dew on the flower
cold dew in the fields
butterflies, mossy stones and green moss from the fields
remember the beautiful moon and our savior
he is our salvation and a mirage in the desert
in the green field
the dew
the rose
the sound new
from a new echo always
the strange desert
the star
the birds flew
to the moonlight
the birds flew
to the moolight strange
the sound new
from a new echo always
to echo near
from mountains and clouds bluish
the clouds distant and the light from sun is a sword here
the path that takes us very far
the birds flew
At the moonlight
the dew on the flower
cold dew in the fields
butterflies, mossy stones and green moss from the fields
remember the beautiful moon and our savior
he is our salvation and a mirage in the desert
no campo verde
o orvalho
a rosa
o som novo
de um novo eco sempre
o estranho deserto
a estrela
os pássaros voaram
ao luar
os pássaros voaram
para a luz da lua estranha
o som novo
de um novo eco sempre
ecoar perto
de montanhas e nuvens azuladas
as nuvens distantes e a luz do sol é uma espada aqui
o caminho que nos leva muito longe
os pássaros voaram
Ao luar
o orvalho na flor
orvalho frio nos campos
borboletas, pedras cobertas de musgo e musgo verde dos campos
lembre-se da linda lua e nosso salvador
ele é a nossa salvação e uma miragem no deserto
in the green field
the dew
the rose
the sound new
from a new echo always
the strange desert
the star
the birds flew
to the moonlight
the birds flew
to the moolight strange
the sound new
from a new echo always
to echo near
from mountains and clouds bluish
the clouds distant and the light from sun is a sword here
the path that takes us very far
the birds flew
At the moonlight
the dew on the flower
cold dew in the fields
butterflies, mossy stones and green moss from the fields
remember the beautiful moon and our savior
he is our salvation and a mirage in the desert
in the green field
the dew
the rose
the sound new
from a new echo always
the strange desert
the star
the birds flew
to the moonlight
the birds flew
to the moolight strange
the sound new
from a new echo always
to echo near
from mountains and clouds bluish
the clouds distant and the light from sun is a sword here
the path that takes us very far
the birds flew
At the moonlight
the dew on the flower
cold dew in the fields
butterflies, mossy stones and green moss from the fields
remember the beautiful moon and our savior
he is our salvation and a mirage in the desert
no campo verde
o orvalho
a rosa
o som novo
de um novo eco sempre
o estranho deserto
a estrela
os pássaros voaram
ao luar
os pássaros voaram
para a luz da lua estranha
o som novo
de um novo eco sempre
ecoar perto
de montanhas e nuvens azuladas
as nuvens distantes e a luz do sol é uma espada aqui
o caminho que nos leva muito longe
os pássaros voaram
Ao luar
o orvalho na flor
orvalho frio nos campos
borboletas, pedras cobertas de musgo e musgo verde dos campos
lembre-se da linda lua e nosso salvador
ele é a nossa salvação e uma miragem no deserto
in the green field
the dew
the rose
the sound new
from a new echo always
the strange desert
the star
the birds flew
to the moonlight
the birds flew
to the moolight strange
the sound new
from a new echo always
to echo near
from mountains and clouds bluish
the clouds distant and the light from sun is a sword here
the path that takes us very far
the birds flew
At the moonlight
the dew on the flower
cold dew in the fields
butterflies, mossy stones and green moss from the fields
remember the beautiful moon and our savior
he is our salvation and a mirage in the desert
in the green field
the dew
the rose
the sound new
from a new echo always
the strange desert
the star
the birds flew
to the moonlight
the birds flew
to the moolight strange
the sound new
from a new echo always
to echo near
from mountains and clouds bluish
the clouds distant and the light from sun is a sword here
the path that takes us very far
the birds flew
At the moonlight
the dew on the flower
cold dew in the fields
butterflies, mossy stones and green moss from the fields
remember the beautiful moon and our savior
he is our salvation and a mirage in the desert
no campo verde
o orvalho
a rosa
o som novo
de um novo eco sempre
o estranho deserto
a estrela
os pássaros voaram
ao luar
os pássaros voaram
para a luz da lua estranha
o som novo
de um novo eco sempre
ecoar perto
de montanhas e nuvens azuladas
as nuvens distantes e a luz do sol é uma espada aqui
o caminho que nos leva muito longe
os pássaros voaram
Ao luar
o orvalho na flor
orvalho frio nos campos
borboletas, pedras cobertas de musgo e musgo verde dos campos
lembre-se da linda lua e nosso salvador
ele é a nossa salvação e uma miragem no deserto
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