Around the sun we wander
the moon is dancing above us
The creatures of the dark as our guides
Cunning advisers
We knit a moon out of light
Nakedness so bright
Slowly the wheels of days are turning
like this we are flowing in time
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At the gate of the night
waiting in there,
still there
he...
who owns me
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And every city belongs to the sun,
as long as you still stay there
and every day is the first one
when I'm waking up within a dream
Beneath the ancient sun
our blood is pure gold
In the dust of the roads the golden women
weep their songs out loud
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Marching to the stream in a birthsuit
funeral procession, and always
to them the flesh of the heart is food
freedom radiates the scent of skin
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