I wish the sun was heated for his breaths to come
I wish the candles were lit for his eyes to see.
I wish our world was united for lifes to come
and wish my heart could bare his distance of his open palms
The path of gloomy mud in our ways,
but our new lifes are flying like butterflies´
We're set free in the break of dawn,
and as the sun shall rise again, our lifes shall come to be ours, forever.
Make my eyes see the sun
Lit the candles along our way and take my hand
Together we will live.
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