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    Perhaps it’s a bad omen
    The flickering of the stars
    Perhaps it’s a bad omen
    Sun’s path to the west
    (Alexandria)
    Everything that flourishes
    Everything that vanishes
    Everything that is timeless.
    (Alexandria)
    But forgotten forever

    You’ll shine again
    Alexandria
    Like the moon through the clouds
    Alexandria
    Alexandria
    You’ll shine again
    Like the crowded chariot of the sun
    That spreads the morning light
    On the tears of lost men
    On the vanity of kings

    Like an evil shaman
    The desert wind drives
    From the sacred willows
    Ibis and gods

    City of a world
    That builds and destroys
    Lady of deceptions
    Lady of illusions

    Cross-roads of poetry
    Geometry and dust
    City of eternal waiting
    For everyone and no one

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    City of side streets
    Crossed in destiny

    Perhaps it’s a bad omen
    The flickering of the stars
    Perhaps it’s a bad omen
    Sun’s path to the west
    Everything that flourishes
    Everything that vanishes
    Everything that is timeless
    But forgotten forever
    You’ll shine again
    Like the moon through the clouds
    Alexandria
    Alexandria
    You’ll shine again
    Like the crowded chariot of the sun
    That spreads the morning light
    On the tears of lost men
    On the vanity of kings

    Like an evil shaman
    The desert wind drives
    From the sacred willows
    Ibis and gods

    City of a world
    That builds and destroys
    Lady of deceptions
    Lady of illusions

    Cross-roads of poetry
    Geometry and dust
    City of eternal waiting
    For everyone and no one

    City of side streets
    Crossed in destiny

    Perhaps it’s a bad omen
    The flickering of the stars
    Perhaps it’s a bad omen
    Sun’s path to the west
    Everything flourishes
    Everything vanishes
    Everything is timeless
    But forgotten forever

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