Tree Of The Fate
V.I.P.S.
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My great fear from where it comes?
And where it goes out,I don't know.
It's look like sand in a bosom.
It's look like burning hair.
My great fear from where it comes
And where it goes out,I don't know.
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May be the north wind brings
it with itself
And maybe I'm a tree
And maybe I'm fate,I'm fate.
It's look like sand in a bosom.
It's look like burning hair.
Maybe I drink it with water
running from my vein.
And maybe I'm a tree
And maybe I'm fate,I'm fate